Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: Untitled by Ayron

By Ayron
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I was playing with my best friend Blade last night
A very sharp looking friend is he.
I told him about my problems
Because he actually listens to me
He helps through some really hard times
He is always there for me
Everyone else tells me he is not worth it
That I should find someone new
But they can't understand,
The things we've been through
All we've ever had was each other
We can depend on each other to always be there
To comfort and to guide, and so
He will always be my true best friend,
Until the day I die.

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