I feel the blood flow as I cut. It helps to relieve the pain I feel in my heart.
It helps me feel so numb. I want to be numb.
I feel so many things at once, yet nothing at all.
As the blood flows from me, so does my misery.
I look at my arms, how much more can I cut?
I love but can never really love her..
She isn’t for me it seems..
Perhaps I am to
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