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Mar 2013
The way the water runs crimson
is intriguing.
I must have more.
The stinging only lasts a few days
Unless you go too far.
The healing is concealable
wearing long pants all the time.
It's too risky on the arms now
what with this trending.
But really, does anyone give a ****?
Do your friends ever really care
if you're hurting yourself?
I'll tell you right now,
they don't.
And they probably never will.
If you keep your mouth shut,
you're golden.
If you open your ***** mouth
and spill, you're gone
exiled,
watched
you've lost everything
that was private to you.

But you love to watch the water run crimson.
You like that the burning lasts a few days,
don't you?
You don't mind long pants in the winter,
your friends don't ask.
You keep your mouth shut
and you're golden.
So honey,
rip up your skin,
create your own tattoos
and tell your own stories.

And remember every moment of marking yourself.
Because no one else will.
Written by
Andrea  21/F
(21/F)   
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   Alane and Jodi
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