Bandages
Synn
30 Oct, 2012 03:30 PMI bandage my arm. So clean and pure. Just like my soul, some years before. Now I self-harm. It makes me feel good. They tell me to stop, I don't know if I should. I could cry tears, but they all dried away. I cried them all out. In those yesterdays. You'll laugh and point at this broken mess. If you went through what I have, you would be also doing this. I hurt because I deserve, every pain I get. And everyday, I fill with regret. Here's the truth, I tell no lie. I count down the days, till I die
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