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Stash of Sharp
Contributed by
liquidchaos
on
Monday, 15th March 2004 @ 12:22:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Safety pins cause scars and pain
Clenched fists can cause bruising
Burn yourself, it's all the same
Like the sanity we're loosing.
Hidden away, my stash of sharp
Drag the blade across my skin
Slicing, spilling, cutting art
The blood springs forth from marks of sin.
Press it to my blood stained lips
Crimson hatred, swallowed fire
Comfort brought from falling drips
Silenced is my death desire.
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liquidchaos
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2004-03-15 12:22:29]
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Re: Stash of Sharp
(User Rating: 1 )
by arden on
Tuesday, 16th March 2004 @ 12:45:10 PM AEST
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short and sad. i like how its written wonderful use of words. well done i very much enjoyed this.
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Re: Stash of Sharp
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by Pyrofungus on
Saturday, 3rd April 2004 @ 01:53:56 PM AEST
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| verying good, short but damn good....yea i had used safety pins before too, but then eventually i moved to razors and knives....not anymore though :) |
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