Cutting Doesn't Make It BetterA Poem by E.E.B."Cutting doesn't make it better" I know, but I can't resist, The bloody bliss, The blades kiss, On my open wrist. No short sleeves, or questions arise, like it's not obvious even though it is. Shocked? You shouldn't be Better than relapse for me Or a throat slit eventually to be a necessity. "I'm guessing she's crazy" But aren't we all You conform with society Robots, I swear I'm schizophrenic, maybe. But either way On my open wrist The blades kiss To show a bloody bliss I can resist But cutting does make it better and you're an ignorant little sh*t.
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