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Triggering (SI) - All of This (trig..)
Poem...Angry...Had to vent...end result is this:
All the screaming in the world
won't make you understand
the bleeding razor cuts
or the blade in my hand.
All the fights within myself
Pressure growing over me.
No longer safe from this
living atrocity.
All the crimes I've committed
against my own skin.
You say I'll regret the scars
But in the end they win.
All the nights alone and scared
waiting to be hurt again.
You don't see that dreams hurt me
with the messages they send.
All the locked doors and crying
can't protect me from what's next.
I'm ending this right now
and I'm departing the text.
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