the emo drug

I sit in the bathroom with the knife at my wrist.These little voices telling me im one stroke away from it all,that cold steel blade was tempting me to start my dark deed that i keep hidden away from this world.The knife slowly moves on my wrist cutting deeper and deeper until my tainted blood hits the hard cement floor.As i watch my blood go down the drain i look up at the mirror i saw the creature i have became


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