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"there is no fear now, let go and just be free"

how can there be no fear

how can I let go

but I do want to be free

see my problem?

i love the way the voices drag themselves across my pale fresh skin,

creating new trails of faint red lines

it feels good

it's addicting

the blood walking quickly down my skin.

my creature smiles at the newly hand made art, thinking

'you're soon there'

while as me

I cry at the sticks of pain

why cant I just be free?

be happy?

be loved?

most importantly,

why can't I just be dead?

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