Blood Stained Knife

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My skin is red once more,
Stained with blood and gore.
I promised I would never again,
But it felt so nice to feel the pain.

Emotional currents surge through me,
I'm crying out loud just to be free.
Feelingsthreatening to break through,
Once again I'm losing my cool.

The pain, hell it hurts:
Then again, it's one of my perks.
It hurts, how am I going to face tomorrow?
Blood stains displaying mysorrow.

I can't resist it, its calling to me,
Come ontake then knife and from reality flee.
My mind is whirling like a tortured mess,
I'm gonna break down, no more no less.

Help I cry out, but no one hears my plea,
As I'm all alone, fingering the

Blood
Stained
Knife.

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A/N: Shit happens. Who cares?

-® Pris Yeo ®-