i remember christmas, two years ago
i remember waking up in the morning
i remember wondering, what's the point?
i remember opening presents
i remember faking smiles
i remember creeping into my room right after all of my gifts were unwrapped
i remember opening the jaws of a pair of scissors
i remember placing the blade against my wrist
and dragging it across
i remember the neat red line
i remember the scar
i remember thinking to myself,
merry christmas.
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