It begins with depression,
But soon it is much more,
For time has kicked in,
And it is no longer about sadness,
The sight of the blood,
The feeling of pain,
This is but a little,
Of the obsession that reigns,
A sense of controll,
The miniture high,
These too are some,
Of the reasons,
But more than any of that,
It is simply an addiction,
An addiction plain and true,
That is quite hard to be broken.
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