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Tw sh talk
I need to slit my wrists
I need to watch the blood run down my arm
I need to watch my skin forced apart
I need to feel the stinging as I slice my flesh open
The release as pain is the only thing I feel
I need to watch the scars form
I need to feel the sting when I shower
The pain as it rubbs against my clothes
For this is my punishment isn't it