Pain

by Love Scotty   Jun 14, 2011


When the cold blade slides across the skin. When the red of blood is running down your arm. Then another on the other arm. Then the legs. And then the chest. The scars are hidden, but that still doesn't hide the pain.

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  • 13 years ago

    by sky

    Wow, well written!!

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