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Proof

i like seeing the blood
When i cut my leg,
i like to see the
Red flowing out of me.
It proves that i am real
That i am alive
That i am here.
That's why i like to cut
It's not just for control.
Its proof that i am human
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide
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