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[aid] => mick
[title] => Sweet Relief
[time] => 2015-07-12 12:52:48
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[bodytext] => The bite of the blade
The sting of the slice
Nothing beats that sweet relief.
The dividing of the skin
Is where the pain ends
Only then do I begin to feel alive again
My wrist looks like a scratching post
For the cat next door
But just seems like a beautiful bleeding rose
The cold metal blade in my hand
I drag my only friend across my skin
It's amazing how alive I feel as I open up my veins
The warmth of flaming red blood drips down my hand
Such a beautiful sight
My veins crying instead of me
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