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Slice away your worries
Contributed by
sammydid
on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 07:31:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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He talks to her and her heart beats madly
she hardly hears a word
yet she wants to kiss him so badly
that she ends up saying the absurd
He looks at her with confused eyes,
an warning from within
She looks at him and almost dies
angry at herself for saying such an odd thing
He walks away to another
And her heartbeat does not slow
She is thankful to him to even bother
for him to speak to her, peice of woad
She slips away to the bathroom,
and gets into a stall
Joy begins, expecting to forget the doom
She lets go of everything, worries start to fall
She takes her pair if scissors
and opens up the blades
Her mind begins to wither
as the blades go insane
The blood pours out in the creases
of the skin by the smiling nick
She presses down then releases
Then the thick blood she begins to lick
It tastes coppery and hot
but she does not care,
for she feels naught
She feels dead, and is happy to be there
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Re: Slice away your worries
(User Rating: 1 ) by InnerBeautyQueen on
Tuesday, 11th May 2004 @ 07:43:03 PM AEST (User
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ooooo.... i like it |
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Re: Slice away your worries
(User Rating: 1 ) by kailadragon on
Wednesday, 12th May 2004 @ 01:56:45 PM AEST (User
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I know the feelings of this poem.........I am a cutter, and every time i cut myself, i know I should stop, but I don't. It gets scary sometimes.......good poem tho |
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