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dark red
trickles
trickles down my arm
a special little secret
known as self-harm
fiery red
anger
builds up deep inside
i've got to get these feelings out
but to who can i confide
dark silver
blade
is the one i trust
the one that i turn to
when life becomes to much
long white
sleeves
to cover my pain
to hide my relief
to hide the cuts again
did you like it? do you thing im good
Comments
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It's alright im big fan of suicide poems if you erad mine it does mention suicide but i continue to turn away from it. But great visual words. Love the style you got going



