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Extravagent

Contributed by princess_of_pain on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 09:32:53 PM in AEST
Topic: self-harmpoetry



Red extravagence
Crimson flowing slowly with each wish
The razor meets my arm with a kiss
How could I end up like this?
This pain hurt stress insanity
Got me screamin profanities
Disgusted by the ignorance and vanity

Scissors and blades
Releasing my pain
No, not in vain
Each cut, every slit
Keeping me on top of my game
Reaching for fame
Attempting to remain sane
Life, a confusing mess
And who's to blame?




Copyright © princess_of_pain ... [ 2006-01-16 21:32:53]
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Re: Extravagent (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 16th January 2006 @ 11:02:19 PM AEST
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There is no one to blame for our own actions but ouselves. Though the reasons for our actions may be based on many things. Hypocritically saying, self harm is not the answer for any problem, nor will it heal any sort of pain - while for that one moment it may seem like it does, it's just making things worse. A very well written piece. I enjoyed reading it, and as well it flowed smoothly. Great write.

-Cassy


Re: Extravagent (User Rating: 1 )
by mrpeanut64 on Tuesday, 17th January 2006 @ 01:07:06 AM AEST
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everyone feels overwhelmed in their own little cone of existence. But I can pretty much garrantee you that in a few years you will look back and laugh at all the angst you created over some trivial nonsense. It's important to realize what is trivial and what's not, them fix what's not


Re: Extravagent (User Rating: 1 )
by 2ndChance on Sunday, 22nd January 2006 @ 01:25:13 AM AEST
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I like it, a lot alike to your other ones...get back to chemistry




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