A Moment

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An empty room, an empty girl

Sitting silently on the floor

Her sleeve rolled up, exposing skin

She drags the blades and presses in

The pain it bring can not compare

To the joy she knew will soon be there

It's worth the scars that never heal,

For just a moment, not to feel




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