CW: self harm references
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A crimson mark across my arm
Rusted into dull brown discolor
It warms a void in my gut,
Tickles as it mutilates my tissue,
That straight-edge seeping slowly in,
A greusome glint within a fissure of deepest flesh,
Bleeding for my anxiety
Bleeding for my agony
Bleeding for my aching
Bleeding for the girl
For the girl that no one knew
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