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I always stop and wonder why

My cuts look normal in my lifelong lie

Blood now covers my arms

No one knows I'm the one who self-harms

"Little Emo" they call me

I turn to my hateful nickname

They pretend to slit their wrists

I drop my head in shame

I can't break my feelings

Always feeling alone

I hide for the day

Just begging to get home

I collapse on my bed

With the razor blades in hand

And get myself

To a safer land

I glance in the mirror

As I start to cry

Always looking for the day

When I can finally die

Edited by Emo_tranny_death
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