*I cut myself about a week ago
And was genuinely surprised
To see it scar. Makes me want
To take a line off of the flesh.
Or two. Or three. Or four.
How far until I never come back?
I never have the effort
To finish anything but
Boys who take advantage
Of the stupors I put myself in.*
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
*I cut myself about a week ago
And was genuinely surprised
To see it scar. Makes me want
To take a line off of the flesh.
Or two. Or three. Or four.
How far until I never come back?
I never have the effort
To finish anything but
Boys who take advantage
Of the stupors I put myself in.*
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