bloody walls

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hands are bleeding really fast, showing reflection of my past.. gaze is getting cloudy dark, but i get only a death mark.. opening my eyes once more, thoughts gets worse than were before.. asking myself— what i live for.. own blood satisfies psychical sore.. cut up wounds with pleasure, hope it take throat pressure.. even if it dont help, i continue this step. razer slides along the hand, feel like i cant even stand.. fresh blood in my cuts adore, red drops leaves it on the floor.. from loss blood i can only see some flick, thats normal to me because im psychical sick. maybe my dreams are weird, but fear of them was disappeared.. anxiety attack suddenly start, when i gradually snatch my heart.. guilty feel drags me down.. in this abyss i wont be found..

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