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People Faded pink scars and ones long since healed.
Do you wish for your own?
One you've placed upon me?
Willingly I accepted a knife for them.
Slit myself and smiled with tears.
"It's for you", I did whisper.
Realization dawned slowly.
The blood mingled with the tears.
A salty red mess, caking into my life.
I don't know who you are anymore.
I know that she exists.
Before, I could never have turned away.
Now, it kills me when you stay.
