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When you slide that serrated edge Across your already scarred arms, I want you to find the solace you seek. I want no blood to spill, but instead Let liquid courage and love come forth, Slicking your skin with a coating To protect you from their words. When you dig your nails in deeper Than even you can stand without screaming, I want you to find your buried, hidden hope. I want no burst vessels to bruise you, But let strength spread from the mark instead, Flowing through all the veins in you Until they can no longer weaken you. When you howl yourself hoarse While letting out all your pain and anger, I want you to find the com