My skin claims ink
As much as my wrists
Claim them blades,
The itching, the stinging
The aching
The pain
Oh, sweet pain
The bleeding
The reminder
I'm still alive
And completely in
control of staying that
way
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 9:16 PM UTC
My skin claims ink
As much as my wrists
Claim them blades,
The itching, the stinging
The aching
The pain
Oh, sweet pain
The bleeding
The reminder
I'm still alive
And completely in
control of staying that
way
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