I cry every time I read it

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I sit in my room crying in the shadows
my wrists speak a dark shade of crimson
The pain and my captive mind are distant now
and the freedom has found me
and I have found you

I am no stranger to this act they call mutilation
they think it is wrong, it is not right
nothing feels less wrong or more right
you are the only thing in my life
and i do this for you and only you

As a figure approaches me now,
you fade and I fade too.
the sirens sound as I drift out
I am leaving this world
there is no doubt.