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whose hand?
Contributed by
falcon
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Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 11:22:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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lying cold on the floor in a pool of blood
only a little, there wasn’t much left
waiting for the end of the long slow torture
all those cuts to the heart, so many
thought you were happy? cut
had a chance at something good? cut
a slice for daring to think you were worthy of love
for thinking that one could ever love you in return,
that deserves a deeper cut still
this one, so lonely? no, another cut
opening your heart wouldn’t do it
try opening your veins instead
what about the one who seemed so true?
ha, you fooled yourself so well that time!
a big jagged slash for that one
how could you ever deceive yourself so,
to imagine you might ever find someone so blind
they would love you?
they all can see you for what you are
worthless to the core
looking to see the hand the wields the knife
the fingers gripping so tightly, waiting vainly
for someone to pry them free of that wicked blade,
have mercy!
but no one ever will
too late
whose hand could be so cruel?
yes, of course, my own all along
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falcon
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Re: whose hand?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remi on
Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 05:13:22 PM AEST (User
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deep an in you face i love it great write |
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Re: whose hand?
(User Rating: 1 ) by crazy on
Friday, 19th May 2006 @ 07:09:14 PM AEST (User
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totally true.yep i just stoped my therapy april!
yu protray the thoughts that go in your mind while you cut.i loved to cut but hated it as well.a release yet a prison with in your self. your poem tells your pain and strugle that you have went through.also it shows how we always seem to blame the one whos fault for those negative emotions on the wrong one....ourselves.so in that i completly loved this and can appreciate it in ways others can not
well done |
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