My Little Addiction

Poem By Tasha Bourne

I see the scissors
Their blades bright and gleaming
With one slice of those scissors
The blood comes streaming
With so much pain
The feelings keep running
Like bright red rain
The blood keeps coming
I feel better now
My secret little addiction
I don't know how
By causing this little affliction
It all feels better

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