You can't see them to start,
But they grow stronger in time,
They get a darker red,
As time goes.
I can't remmber the last time,
That i bleed, i know it was a while ago,
The sensation is still there.
I want to see if i can do it again,
These things are getting worse,
I'm testing myself,
Ready to let go.
Ready to commit my suicide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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