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Thoughts etched into the flesh on the blade of cold steel. Thoughts that you believe cannot be spoken.
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Thoughts etched into the flesh on the blade of cold steel. Thoughts that you believe cannot be spoken.
I've just recently got likes on a old Opuss .. It's called 'Cutting' I wrote it months ago .. I barely remember. My life has changed so much for the better. I was lost in despair.
For many artists and creators of worlds, Opuss is a realm of therapy, Somewhere to safely exorcise demons and ponder on what could be.
Try to keep it a secret, but the burden of guilt and secrecy, is difficult to carry ,as it affects their day to day life and existence. Its difficult to understand why do people do it.
Her arm lay there, Streaked with white, Scars laced her skin, They shone with moonlight, She raised the knife, Ready to cut, To unleash the pain, That had been building up, She looked down at her...
I see two grey eyes, Filled with tears. I see one small nose, Sniffing at the smears. I see two eyebrows, Furrowed in confusion. I see two cheeks, With a flushed illusion.
The butterfly project: The butterfly project was something created to help and encourage self-harmers to stop cutting. RULES: 1.
I need to let everyone know I haven't cut myself before, I have tried to but I didn't. That's the good thing. I promised myself I will never try it again.
I could say something about cutting and slicing Blade razor sharp ready for dicing Oh dear what can the matter be Life is so hard, feel for poor little me.