His smile flashes me back to a time
where I drowned in my own depression.
Slowly slicing my clenched wrists with a cold, metal trapezoid;
Inflicting pain that I soon learned to love.
Holding back the strong urge to shove the blade into my neck,
Hoping that it would end this misery.
- That One Girl Who Just Can't Put Down The
Blade.
His smile flashes me back to a time where I drowned in my own
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May 9, 2012 1:43am
Fake_a_smile · 1 decade ago
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don't cut, and don't try to kill yourself, please.