May 22, 2009
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As I watch the blood run down,
it reminds me of why I used to cut over and over again.
The pain so sweet,
makes me feel so in control.
The little red line,
so small but means so much.
...pain ... anger ... loneliness ... CONTROL.
.... So many little red lines.

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