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Dec 2013
"Deeper,
              deeper,
                           deeper,"
you tell yourself,
driving the sweet, sharp blade into your skin,
you open it, and you feel the beautiful pinch it brings,
the deeper you go, the more relief you feel.
You crave to go deeper, and see how deep you can go,
and nothing is deep enough,
you press firmly,
so deep, that it didn't even bleed.

You love how they look,
so deep, open so the sides don't touch. Beautiful. Perfect.
You're so excited for them to scar,
and you cannot wait to make more, to go deeper.

You know exactly where and how deep you want, need to go...




**You become an expert on your body as you slowly destroy it.
Written by
Ciara  24/F/Hell
(24/F/Hell)   
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