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Dec 2021
the blades dull until they can't break through skin,
scars pile up, making the cuts bleed less than they did before.
you do the same amount of damage, with less the mess.
its not satisfying enough, is it?
will you ever be satisfied with yourself?
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I wrote this in three minutes. its bad vent 'poetry', I know.
ell
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ell  18/personal hell
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