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Blanket of smile over the darkest times
Running up the stairs, tears fill my eyes . Collapsing to a corner, i cry .

Reaching to the window nearby, where i hid a blade with dried blood stain . Heavy heart , sore throat and aching body , i remember every single reason i should not be living.

Fear of death strikes my mind, i decide to punish myself instead. The next instant, my arms were bleeding.

Each cut on my arm had it's own story to tell.The cuts weren't painful compared to the cuts deep inside.

It was time for me now , to get back and continue the race of life .

Washing up everything that happened at the darkest time . Running down the stairs , i smile like nothing ever happened .
© Ayla