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Painting with Blood
written by ieatsmellysocks03:39 PM 11/29/04Your not looking,I start to bleed again
I feel so much better than I did after that time when
I stopped the cutting it had felt so wrong
But now I realize that cutting was saving me all along
Stay the fuck away
Don’t touch my arm
If I want to I can selfharm
And that’s what I plan to do every day
Im painting a picture with the dripping red
Im painting a picture thinking about how much I wish I was dead
Say what you want because im not listening
Words cant help me smile again
Quitting the cutting will make it worse just like it did back then
Wanna sign my band aid or poke my bruise, rub salt in my cut
Hurt me please however you want I don’t care how I don’t care what
Just hurry up I want to feel some pain
Stop looking at me like im insane
Stay the fuck away
Don’t fucking touch my arm
If I want to if I need to
Then I can self-harm
My wrist is bleeding im smiling inside
Cutting myself is how I forget about it all
So just stay the fuck away
I’ll wash the blood off my wall
I’ll clean up the mess I’ll put the knives and needles away
I’ll clean it all up after Im finished
I’ll clean it up every day |
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