You went from a stranger to a friend.
From a friend to a crush.
From a crush to being mine.
From being mine to back as a stranger.
With my heart broken in two and a razor in my hand.
You went from a stranger to a cut in my veins.
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Hello, My name is Self Harm
PoetryThese are just a few poems and quotes about self harm, self hate, depression, and anorexia. I do not encourage any of those. #60 self help #28 bulimia nervosa #719 alone #456 eating disorder