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Day 1
Constancy
With venom in my wrists
A constant burning of my broken past
My skin doesn't feel like my own and though I itch to cut it, I refrain
I become content with the sizzling pain
Understanding that finding comfort in the discomfort allows me to grow
Slowly I am healing
Slowly I am finding myself
Slowly
And that is okay
With venom in my wrists
A constant burning of my broken past
My skin doesn't feel like my own and though I itch to cut it, I refrain
I become content with the sizzling pain
Understanding that finding comfort in the discomfort allows me to grow
Slowly I am healing
Slowly I am finding myself
Slowly
And that is okay
Published 2nd Apr 2015
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