Fog rolls in

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My mind is no longer my own. All to myself.  I’ve been sharing it with madness sadness and badness.  I can’t get these disgusting thoughts out of my head.  I cut myself to.  Lots of little ones.  I just started and didn’t want to stop. It’s unfair.  I should be allowed to express and feel that pain in the way I want but the guilt and shame stop that.  It’s unacceptable.  I remember the great feeling  that comes with cutting.  The way it brings you back into yourself.  Away from the darkness. 

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