Blood mesmerizes me

But where to get it

Oh! I know

Your own body.

You have an arm.

And you have a blade.

Slice your skin,

See how far you can go,

Of course I can feel the pain.

But i guess the pain in the my head

Is much worse.

And the blade on my skin feels so soft

Leaving trails and bubbles of blood.

For me to clean up when I'm done.

I hide this part of me

So people don't think that I'm



So people can't see the real me

Can't see what's hiding inside.

Behind the mask of a smile,

Or a laugh

I hide, but i want some one to be able to

Draw back the curtain.


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