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⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and voluntary psychiatric hospitalization⚠️
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Even when I have no intention of harming myself,
I keep a razor blade with me--
just for the fuckin hell of it.
I lay it in the pocket
of my school cardigan, where the lint collects
like bread crumbs in
its steel mouth.
An act of defiance, I call it. My dedicatees:
those who only ever wanted me when I was happy
(only when I
pretended
I wasn't sad).
Roses wilting gif (n.d.). [image] Available at: https://giphy.com/gifs/ultramusic-rooms-luvian-25Q9wy1HPiEUz3JpBP [Accessed 12 May. 2020].
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