Dark red trickles down her arm
A special little secret known as self harm
Fiery red anger builds up deep inside
She's got to let her feelings out, but who can she confide?
Dark silver blade is the one that she trusts
The one that she turns to when life becomes too much
Long white sleeves to cover her pain
Hide her relief, until she cuts again...
Author, chose to remain anonymous
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