Puddles

Seeing it there

Just a puddle in the bathroom sink

It makes me wonder

It makes me think

How could I do this to myself

When I haven't for so long?

But it's a habbit, that I like

Though you may not understand

You'll ask me why I do it

You'll ask me 'oh what's wrong?'

You'll ask me what my scars are from

Or why I have such long sleeves on

And yes it's painfull, yes it hurts

But to tell you the truth

I like the hurt

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