Gripping the blade
Press
Press against my skin
Glide
Glide & slicing
Pain runs throug my vains, emotionally, yet physically ok
Red crimson
Dotting
Dotting out from my self inflicted incision
A smile
A smile find its way to my face
Adrenaline
My pacing heart
One of the beat feeling in this sick world
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dont kill your self you could be president and sit up and tell us the nation ghost stories or you could be the next horror writer . who knows but once you burn out you …well just think positive.
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