Constantly seeing them
It brings her down.
The feeling she got when she slid through her skin.
It was sickening
It brings her down.
She wants to stop this trance
Her heart is pumping
Put it down.
Don't do this it's not worth it
She slices
Blood trickles
It brings her down.
The tool drips with red liquid
Happiness was her only objective
She throws the tool away.
It brings her up.
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