Grabbing the razor was nothing new,
Neither was putting it to my wrists.
Peircing my skin was nothing new,
Neither was the blood that followed.
All I ever did was make myself bleed.
Just enough to drain my hurt.
Falling asleep crying was nothing new.
Neither was waking up still hurting.
Not waking up after nothing new...
That was something new.

((this isnt my work, credit is due to one of my friends--although i dont
want to say any names))
 
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