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It Calls to Me
Copyright, Natasha
It calls to me
Beckons me to bleed
The deeper the better
All the more blood
Cuts getting deeper
As life seems harder
One quick slash
Deep bleeding gash
Feel the pain
Remember you are real
Still alive
The blood proves it
Razorblades
Utility knives
Sharp truths waiting to be told
More blood wanting