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self injury poem. No flames. don't like it, don't read it. See if I care.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 37 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-30-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2725973
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My skin salivates for
the touch
of steel. For
its icy and cool
feeling.
And it's funny, I think
that
something so cold, so
inhumane
can be the only thing that
Reminds me I'm alive.
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