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Aug 2018
This isn't beautiful
This is not brave
It's ugly and damaged
It leads to my grave

You mimic and mock
You think that it's cool
But all you're doing
Is proving you're a fool

This isn't some cure
To save you from life
It's death and destruction
Never-ending strife

These cuts are not for you
To reach you this way
These cuts are for me
To go through the day

You start this now
To you it's a game
But what sick point is there
When your goal is to maim

You called me brave
That's something I am not
So crawl back to hell
And leave me to rot

I called you my friend
But you don't fit the description
A real friend understands
Yet you mock this addiction

This isn't something cool
A passing fad
It's torture and pain
To put simple, it's bad

So put down the pin
Leave that to me
You are too blind
You will never see
Written by
Tiffany  23/F
(23/F)   
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   eileen
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