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Alone with no friends, I’m cutting again. Blood seeps from my skin like liquid sin. Turmoil you can’t measure, my burdens my treasure. I’m walking to death at my own leisure. I’m not getting better, a loaded Beretta. Didn’t think I could be deader. Some can’t be saved from a shallow grave. Born crazed. I’m locked in my mind like it’s a damn maze. Unfazed by reality, never shed a tear for those who’ve died on me. You might think a liar of me. Two mothers, two brothers, and a father have left me. Unwanted, she never kept me. Now I want to scream “help me” but if I open my mouth I start drowning. No reason to smile so I’m always frowning and when people see this they start clowning as if they honestly think themselves outstanding. I’m disgusted. Trying to break what’s already busted. Nothing but dirt, please go get dusted. I’ll be there soon, just gotta get groomed. I heard you want to look good when you meet your doom.