my short story/thing I write At school

Turning Bruises to scars....

Turning Bruises to scars.........
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I feel the pain,It hurts so badly but feels so good.
I see the small Stains of Blood on my fingers.
I know its wrong......But I can't help it.
I lift my sleeve and I see Bruises turned to scars.
I see so many scars,I hate myself Because of it.
My mom begs me to stop but I don't listen.
I hear people talk about me at school.
I want This to ALL end NOW!
I sometimes want to cry myself to sleep.
I really need to stop.

Turning Bruises to scars, Someone help me.........
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I hear people say there worried about me Then I see they used me.
I see Blood stains on my nails,And the blood stains my skin.
My gray jacket Has small blood stains on it.
I need to stop, It hurts badly.
someone, Help me.
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Please.........
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Turning Bruises to scars................