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Red
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Free verse
) by
AskittlesK
on my arm i always see red the color of blood the feeling of pain until I am done Red dripss on the floor beside my blood-stained bed Red the cuts on my arm from what I can see are always Red
richa
26-Feb-04/9:55 AM
In hell you will be made to face yourself. How you have made light of self-mutilation.
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