Excoriation For Dummies

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my skin is full of scabs and sores
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i pick at till my face feels numb
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i stick my fingers in my pores
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and scrape until i hit my skull
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i pluck my lashes from my eyes until
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until my eyelids hurt and throb
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until i can’t see
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and dirt fills my eye socket up
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i bite at my gums and inner cheeks
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until the blood is steaming hot
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it threatens to run down my chin
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and fill up my red papercup
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i pull the dry skin from my lips
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until they are an open wound
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and everything just burns as shit
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and i can not sit still

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i pluck and pull and rub and tear and scratch and scratch
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and circumvent
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i punch and yank and over share and latch and hatch and
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hate myself
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i overrule the final judge i get to heaven warts and all
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he opens up my case but it’s a billion pages long

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i pull at all the in grown hairs
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with tweezers or my finger nails
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i bite them down until they are
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a stumpy little nothingness
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i squeeze at every finger tip
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until infected puss drips out
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and mixes with the blood so it’s a
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swirl of yellow red and white
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my hair is full of lice and bugs
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and oil that drips from every strand
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i pull the living creatures out
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and hope that you will understand
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i don’t do stuff that hurts me
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cuz i don’t respect myself
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cuz when it comes to hurting i am
actually the best

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i pluck and pull and rub and tear and scratch and scratch
          E
and circumvent
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i punch and yank and over share and latch and hatch and
      A
hate myself
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i overrule the final judge i get to heaven warts and all
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he opens up my case but it’s a billion pages long

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