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COLOURBLIND
Contributed by
bigbadblinkybill
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Friday, 27th March 2009 @ 06:47:57 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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looking back on life's demise,
I take away rose-tinted eyes.
stepping back to a world of grey,
To a world where colour
Was so far away
each morning woken by a death dark sun,
With morbid sky
devoid of fun.
I leave my bed with heavy eyes,
from sleepless nights
And days of cries.
No longer in a world of need,
I cut myself
And watch me bleed.
with each crimson drip,
My colour returns
I feel alive
With each cut that burns.
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bigbadblinkybill
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2009-03-27 18:47:57]
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Re: COLOURBLIND
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by Spike on
Saturday, 28th March 2009 @ 12:00:52 AM AEST
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worth while putting under self harm category. A very good capture of the dichotomy of what it takes to feel alive in a dull existance.
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Re: COLOURBLIND
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 28th March 2009 @ 03:22:35 PM AEST
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a good poem that described the effect depression and self harm can have on the mind.
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