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Silence

Only tears
As I press the blade

Against my pale skin


Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain

Satisfaction
As I feel the knife
Slicing into me
I deserve that pain

Anguish
As I realize what I’ve done
I feel accomplishment
As I gaze at the marks upon my skin

Stares
People are horrified
They don’t understand why
And neither do I


Goodbye
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