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Sharp blade grazed her wrist,
A content smile danced on her lips,
As she felt peaceful as the pain and hurting escaped along with her blood.
She fell into the pits of darkness with a smile grazing her broken and bruised lips.
Her body became numb and cold with a smile still grazing on her lips which was a true'one this time.
She beamed seeing the art she engraved on her wrist so beautifully.
She felt content as she lay there in her favourite colour, colour red the symbol of love, rage, anger, passion, adventure for her escape and happiness.
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