Self mutilation.
My arm is a canvas which I shall take a blade upon,
where I can relieve my emotions and pain.
So here is my arm, so skillfully cut
painted with color red…
a painting of sadness and anger that I can create
with a swift movement of the blade.
I stain the metal red…
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