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As my dreary eyes, gaze into thy lost mind, I begin to feel the walls of my darkened memories. Tears of red, begin to form at the corners of my eyes. What have I done with my life. I look down at my broken body. The blood is spilling everywhere, the blood is pouring from my scars. There is yelling in my mind, screaming mostly. I can not work out what it is trying to say, all that is known to me, is that this screaming makes me panic. I pull out the blade and slice away. Is this my only solution...will I always be broken?