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when blade hits my skin

  When the blade hits my skin this feeling within
Subsidies it no longer rules my mind.
 
  When the blade hits my skin it opens my flesh.
 The burn and sting brings me such delight

  When the blade hits my skin the anger
I hold starts to vanish I no longer feel the urge
to harm anyone but myself.

  When the blade hits my skin the blood starts
to emerg dripping flowing so graceful and
unbroken. The sensation I receive is so
wanted and welcom.

  When the blade hits my skin it leavs behind
Its mutilation and disfiguring
 reminder of memorys past.
Written by ginac801
Published | Edited 10th Apr 2014
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