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7d
thirty three days
since it last happened
since the blood oozed all over my skin
and i danced alone in my room
covered in red
a bitter, ****** up dancer
spinning, deeper
deeper
deeper
even deeper
into the dark
it hurt so much
but i loved it
the way it gushed out
when i leaped
i hate how warm it made me feel

so i keep twirling into this madness
and try to make it never happen again
33 days clean from self harm.
Nobody
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Nobody  Trans Male/Washington state :)
(Trans Male/Washington state :))   
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   lizie
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