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Something Repulsive
Blood drips from the knife
Little slices
To get some feeling back
In the mirror
I see something repulsive
An ugly mess of emotion
On the edge of the world
Looking down into the dark abyss
Just want to jump
Don’t want salvation
Or need redemption
There’s no place for either
I face the day
Without the blanket of darkness
The light burns me
My skin invites more pain
The scars tattooed
Are my barcode identification
Little slices
To get some feeling back
In the mirror
I see something repulsive
An ugly mess of emotion
On the edge of the world
Looking down into the dark abyss
Just want to jump
Don’t want salvation
Or need redemption
There’s no place for either
I face the day
Without the blanket of darkness
The light burns me
My skin invites more pain
The scars tattooed
Are my barcode identification
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