
Self harm poem
Blades
I'm trying to stop
But they taunt me
On the counter they call to me
Use me ,use me they say
I say no I shall not give way
I'm 3 weeks clean
Why waste
But they taunt and taunt
They are trying to flaunt
No,no,no
It's getting harder to resist
To make a cut on my wrist
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Stay strong my lovelies, and read on my little readers.
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