Deceptive Smile

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By CherryFender

A smiling girl sitting all alone. She's truly twisted, her happiness smudged. A blade caressing her arm, old scars twinkling through her eyes. Cold, smooth metal tracing over her fresh skin... It's not breaking through but she closes her eyes with a smile A joy, an exhilaration, an excitement...surges through her. Oh the thought, a blade piercing the skin, splitting apart the blood rises to the air, rich red seeping up, her fingers trace the warmth.. Warm liquid slowly dripping over her arm other long scabs of old cuts being drowned in red. Her eyes are forced open pushing away the thoughts, blinding her with reality The warmth her fingers trace on her arms are tears pouring over old scars... Eyes red and blurred she collapses to the floor Crying, I don't ever want to go back there again.

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