Blood drips from her hand
As she bites her lip
A tear falls from her cheek
Denying to herself what had happened
She tries and stop the bleeding
Nothing works
She wonders how she did it
All she remembers is the dripping blood
Her hand is all scratched now
It'll never be okay
Eventually it'll happen again
Whether it does or not
She's happy with herself once again.

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