Cut Me

Please, don’t go away
I can’t take this pain
Cause as you see,
I am fragile as can be
My heart is made of glass
Hollow within the seems
One touch, one throb
Can make me bleed
I have patterns of designs
Dancing upon my wrists
Showing inner hate
That makes me feel this way

by Nichole Hoehn

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