Repetition
I look at the blade
I look at my skin
The two meet together
It is the perfect win
Blood dripping down my arm
Meeting with the bathroom floor
I just can’t seem to help myself
I just want more and more
The blood dries up
As do my tears
It feels so good
To get rid of my fears
But when the pain
Ceases to exist
My attention diverts
Back to my thoughts from my wrists
This process will repeat
As blade and skin meet
Time and time again
There will never be an end
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