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Aug 2013
there's a stinging.
a stringing sensation on my skin.
i can feel the pins
little pins knocking against my skin.
the skin that covers my arm.
not just any arm,
but the arm that i always harm.
my left harmed arm.
my left harmed arm is feeling pins in my skin
there is that urge
the urge is back
knocking against my skin
my blade is here.
tonight,
i have no fears.
should i respond to the knocking pins
on my skins?
or should i fight
to ignore
and pretend to enjoy my night.
fight or flight.
fight; shy away from the urge to cut.
flight; run to the razor and let sanity slip.
fight or flight.
flight or fight.
sometime tonight,
to fight or flight.
to live or die.
sometime tonight.
Written by
maxx lopez  seattle soon newyorkcity
(seattle soon newyorkcity)   
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