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The Holes In My arms


Just because I'm autistic

Doesn't mean I'm not artistic

It just means I've got holes in my arms

No, I don't knowlingly sef-harm

It's just an automatic action

Called a stim

Like rocking

Or talking in circles 

It's kind of weird 

How I react to stress 

Rub the skin off my arm

But I mean no harm

It's how I cope

Someday it gets better 

I hope

But for now I live with these holes in my arm

 

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