Emo

Mumble

Copyright, Emo

i cutt my skin painlessly,
no reason or harm intended,
once started as a thought to cope,
is now my only obsession,
i can feel my skin ripe and tear,
small beads of blood drip down,
one more cutt is all i need,
just one more time,
deeper are the cutts,
more often do i deal with later,
newer scars are too many,
no way to stop,
just let me die.

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