Silence
Only tears
As i press the blade
Against my skin
Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain
Satisfaction
As i feel the knife
Slicing into me
I only deserve pain
Anguish
As i realize what i've done
I feel accomplishment
As i gaze at the marks upon my skin
Stares
People are horrified
Don't understand why
Neither do i.
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