For years
It has been me
Running through walls
Jumping out the window
Breaking mirror with my head
No emotions
Just another day
Pulling my hair out
Cutting my heart out
Trapping myself in the bathroom
Flooding the floor
Fake friend's
I have to ignore
New bruises
New cuts
Head to toe
I'm so hard on myself
Softly killing
Self killing
Self healing
Self Beating
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