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Cuts
The cuts of the skin,
Aren't very thin,
Tracing a blade up and down your thigh,
Wanting to feel that high.
One more cut,
One more slash,
No more past.
It's morbid,
It's natural,
It's quite beautiful,
Those cuts of the skin.
Aren't very thin,
Tracing a blade up and down your thigh,
Wanting to feel that high.
One more cut,
One more slash,
No more past.
It's morbid,
It's natural,
It's quite beautiful,
Those cuts of the skin.
Published 1st Jul 2020
Author's Note
not my favorite, but found it in a old journal, and said 'fuck it', so now it's here, lmao.
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1st Jul 2020 9:04pm
I to face the everyday battle between my heart and brain. I to hear the demons inside begging for another cut.
Of course it is a dark and painful experience, but some how you formed it into words beautifully.
Of course it is a dark and painful experience, but some how you formed it into words beautifully.
