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I make my tattoo
with something else.
I make a twist in
my arm. So blood
appears on my wrist.
I cut with my razor
blade. So deep the
scars will never fade.

Heres a short story:

These Words

These words I cut on my skin. Are the words that repeat in my mind time and time again. DIE was the word I cut. It stood for all the people who ever put me down, called me names, I wanted these people to die even if they were my own family. The next word is DEATH. I wanted death to fall upon all who literally made my life pure hell. The ones who caused me stress, the ones who caused me to cry, the ones who made me feel like i could never be good at anything. All these people deserve death. BLOOD I carved this in my skin because bleeding made me released my emotional into physical pain, its a release of all the emotions I've held for so long. Bleeding helps me get through, but unfortunately the cost of bleeding too much id death... The second to last word is PAIN. All the pain emotional pain that builds till i cant handle it. I release it upon myself. The pain i caused to others. Making them not like me, i release on myself. The last word is LUV. The emotions i can for another can not be realized to that person. it will change the friendship we have. Also i don't love myself like i should all the negative aspects i see in myself over the good i see. These words: DIE,DEATH,BLOOD,PAIN,LUV are the words i've etched into my my skin these words.