I don't feel so lost now.
I still feel just as alone. But my blade is no longer as tempting.
I still feel I need to scream, like I need someone to beat me and obliterate me.
I still want punishment, and there's no one to give it.
I feel I need redemption for the mistakes I've made, for the people I've hurt.
I wear these scars now and I hate them. I hide
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