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Burns

I burned myself this morning,

It felt good,

Not the burning,

But the feeling of something,

Something other than sadness,

other than loss,

It was like a sensation,

Like part of me had been,

Happy,

For once I had control over my pain,

Control over my response,

Cutting doesn’t do that,

Cutting is worse,

way worse,

It leaves a mess,

scars for everyone to see,

This, this is like the rest,

a scar that only I know,

Only I can see it,

Feel it,

I burned myself this morning,

It felt good,

I’m gonna do it again.

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Jun 11, 2013
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