Instead
Instead of blades
I'll use a pen
I'll not surrender
I'll try again
Instead of blood
I'll let ink flow
A withered plant
Instead will grow
Instead of scars
Upon my arm
I'll write it out
Instead of harm
I see now that
There are two ways
To survive my
Darkest days
Instead of dying
I will live
Instead of taking
I will give
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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