Meet my friend...

Meet my friend Mr.Blade, he helps me cope with the emotional pain.

with every slice and every dice i become numb.

i don't know why i feel the way i do its not anybodys fault other then my own.

i cant explain whats going on...

when i see the blood i get satisfaction i like punishing myself for everything Ive done.

blade is a very good friend of mine hes Sharpe, shiny and depends on me, i depend on him as well.

i know we can get the job done.

i start to shake and i pull out Mr.Blade,i put him at a angle and drag him across my skin.

i can see the pretty red becoming more and more visible upon my skin.

a grin surfaces on my face, a tear falls down my check followed by 100 more.

i don't enjoy what i do but what else can i do?

i just hope you see something in me besides a weak little girl.

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