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Cut
Contributed by
dark_poetry2404
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Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:01:49 PM in AEST
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I think of all my pain as the knife cuts into my flesh,
Sometimes I wonder why I always get myself into this mess,
I cry everytime I cut myself,
I don't know why I don't ask for help,
I look at my wrists,
I want to take the knife and have them slit,
I feel free when I have the knife,
It takes away my pain and strife,
I wonder at the break of dawn,
What would people do or say if I was gone,
That's how I deal,
It's also how I feel,
So when the morning comes and i'm not here,
I wonder if down someones face comes a tear
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Re: Cut
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by arden on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 12:22:47 PM AEST
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i know the feeling. this was.. wow. wonderful i loved it. good job.
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Re: Cut
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by WorthlesSanity666 on
Wednesday, 3rd March 2004 @ 07:14:11 PM AEST
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| I feel ya! It's amazing how similarly we feel... This poem was great. But be careful how deep you cut... There's still plenty to live for! Wonderful write, you expressed the your emotions very well! |
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