Wiping my eyes free of tears
I wonder about my many fears.
Scared to care and scared feel
I need to know something real.
Cutting myself just to see
I hope this can set me free.
Seeing my blood makes it real
I decide, today I heal.
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Author:
L. Wolfe (Pseudonym) (
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