My needs

by Freakfall   Apr 24, 2005


I feel the need
the need to bleed
so i get out my knife
to make another slice
i put it against my skin
and slit my wrist
with my blood now pouring
to the ground beneath me
i feel a rush of happiness
something that wasn't there before
it only lasts for a little bit
so i make another slit
for this felling to continue

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