From: Your Blade; To: Your Skin.

Don't be frightened, come with me,  I'll numb your pain and misery.  You've seen me before, I'm back again, you seem to have hidden me for so long.  I'm certain I will spread, more and more you'll need to bleed.  I'm more then a addiction, it's plain to see, you're never getting though your recovery.  I'm always there for you, I'm your only friend.   You say "just one more",  but then it's repeating again and again.  Let your tears flow with pride, let me help you with your suicide.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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