Pain.
For it lies deep within the skin,
Pain,
Fear that it will never end,
Pain,
Love doesn't try to conquer this depression,
Pain,
For cutting is now an addiction,
Pain,
Self infliction put upon the skin, with a tiny blade that gleams as a treasure should,
Pain,
I have not failed to forget my fear of death,
Pain,
Thoughts of suicide now run through my head,
Pain.
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