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This blood stained steel I hold so tight It helps me feel It makes me right One two three and four So many scars but I want more I just can't stop It's become too much I cannot live Without this rush Scarlet drops fall on the floor This urge is too strong to ignore I just can't stop, it's scaring me Hurting less the more I bleed Sinking low and cutting deep I begin my eternal sleep
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Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
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This blood stained steel I hold so tight It helps me feel It makes me right One two three and four So many scars but I want more I just can't stop It's become too much I cannot live Without this rush Scarlet drops fall on the floor This urge is too strong to ignore I just can't stop, it's scaring me Hurting less the more I bleed Sinking low and cutting deep I begin my eternal sleep
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#depression#pain#hurt#blood#selfharm#cut
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wewillsoar
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
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