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Oct 2018
The steel cut through my skin.
The tears washed away the blood.
The smile covered my pain.

I didn't want to do it.
I didn't have to do it.
I did it.
But the satisfaction
You get from

That cold and sharp hunk of steel.
Written by
Dua Kim  15/Non-binary/Korea
       Perry, Sienna, Makayla Jane, Fawn and Jasmin jazz
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