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Blood flow within my veins, not the same as you

My skin breaks so easily that much is true

You slide yourself across my wrist, sharp and sweet and pure

Yet you’d not know the consequences that we will both endure

This was written in memory of how I felt when I was younger and I was contemplating what suicide would be like, yet I wasn’t at the time suicidal, I was just incredibly dark, gothic and morbid.