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Cold hard blade, warm soft skin

Combine the two, the cleansing begins

Others don't get it, reasons they demand

For my bloody tears, so hard to understand

After I bleed, it is my learned belief

My self is calm, I have found relief

I am nothing like my outside shows

I am pain, that my inside knows

All about me is fake, I am forever acting

Body and soul pay the price

Scarring till I am exacting.