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and the poem (please dont comment on this chain, make a new comment chain) Blinding pain thats all i feel help h e l p help me p l e a s e I reach out my hand, all it finds is a handle I stab my arm finally no more mental pain the physical cures it everythings fine until i see them no, until i see HIM again he makes me do this but why why does he trigger this he of all people my best friend w h y ? is this truly my hearts version of fevor? (this means intense and passionate feeling if you didn't know) i wrap my arms with new bandages i put on my hoodie to hide my arms everytthings fine to them and thats how it should be my purpose isnt to live with them my purpose isnt to find love my purpose is to help them until they realise their mistake of caring for me and leave how i know is because thats how it always is and thats how it always will be