The Reason
It's not for attentionIt's not out of spite
It's not because you didn't do right
It's nothing against you
I do it for me
To set the pain and sorrow free
The blades release
The blood born ease
Is as comforting as a summer breaze
The cuts aren't deep
They're very light
The pain and blood let me know im alive
If you don't understand it's alright
As long as you're still here at the end of this blight
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