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Alive When Red
Contributed by
Teusday-Moon
on
Thursday, 14th December 2006 @ 08:35:24 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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To these wrists of mine, what have I done
I have drained from them so much blood
Once they were so full of life
Working hard and quick
But after years of drawing with a knife
They have become weak, scarred, and sick
To these arms of mine, what have I done
I have drained from them so much blood
A time ago the sun enveloped them with warmth
But my long sleeves have long since blocked the rays of hope
And with this sadness I will never cope
To all my loved ones, what have I done
I have drained from them all their love
They used to trust me before
And I was a comfort to their soul
But no one approves of me anymore
So I spend my time behind closed doors
To this heart of mine, what have I done
I have drained from it so much love
Once I felt so full of life
Satisfied with the beating of my heart
But this heart soon gave out and died
And so I cut to feel alive
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Re: Alive When Red
(User Rating: 1 ) by yangdantien on
Friday, 26th January 2007 @ 10:34:30 AM AEST (User
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I laugh instead of cut so even the stupidest joke gets a chuckle..some find it annoying and others sometimes want to take me to the emergency room cause I cant stop cracking up. Many agree I need a diagnosis but I flip them off and tell them to stick it.
One thing though, as cutting as my humor is, it heals quicker than slicing my skin.
Peace
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