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Contributed by Amanda_Interrupted on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 01:31:42 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Staring into my shameless blade
My hopes and dreams begin to fade
I can see myself as I gaze
A hopeless thought in a hopeless daze
The shining reflection in silver I see
The price I pay for being me
Across my arm, across my leg
Give me peace, please I beg
When will I feel, when will I cry?
When will I live, when will I die?
When will I see what you see?
When will I feel you, feeling me?
Here are the scars that hide my pain
Now I am ready for the rain
Tell me why the rain is red
Tell me why I feel so dead
My shameless blade, such a release
Shining silver bringing such peace
I can see my reflection like a mirror
Blurred with rage, blurred with fear
My heart bleeds, pours outside
Where can I run, where can I hide?
Don’t ever look upon my face
And choose to judge me with no grace
Everything I know, I know is wrong
Everything I’ve known, known for so long
It is from grace that I fell
Into my own prison, my Hell
Look into my poisoned eyes
Listen to my blood red cries
I look and watch the blood flow through
My aching heart, I know nothing true
So I take the razor from underneath the bed
Stare at the corners, blotches of red
Roll up my jeans and run the blade across my skin
The dark dripping blood, my heroin.
Copyright@Amanda Bentley




Copyright © Amanda_Interrupted ... [ 2004-05-19 01:31:42]
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Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by kidpoet_213 on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 02:00:35 AM AEST
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So full of raw emotion... makes one shiver knowing that someone can be so depressed to do this to themselves... feel so helpless and hopeless...
A good write... Amanda... keep it up...
~Donna~


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by Living_In_My_Dream on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 02:33:06 AM AEST
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I know how you feel..I know were the same..I'm trying my hardedest to stop for me for my friends but you know I have the urge to do so all the time...I have so many scars so many fears..I have this thing that makes me tear...I feel I cant go on sometimes..I feel I have nothing to live for...and sometimes thats just what we have to run for...everything just goes away as soon ans we slide the blade ...its I dont know...I understand great write...keep it coming...


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by JT on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 02:57:13 AM AEST
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was here at a point in my life. The pain fades but the scars are a reminder. It does get easier but it is a long road


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by Delusions on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 05:27:23 AM AEST
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wow... this is really well written... i have been through the same thing but so far ive managed to overcome it for almost a year now... the urges still remain... stay strong! Keep it up ~Delusions~


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by Princesaazul16 on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 08:26:51 AM AEST
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Well I think I'm one more to add to the been-there-done-that-before list. I'm there now. I been there for a while...I guess I just wanted to say..good write. Keep up the good work. ~Stace~


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by AmaNdAsHepArD on Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 10:05:42 AM AEST
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i love the way you write and the way you captured all the emotions that you were feeling......i hope your better now and not cutting anymore trust me its not always the answer....keep up the great writing
.
**vamp**


Re: Cut (User Rating: 1 )
by WorthlesSanity666 on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 03:39:02 PM AEST
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Wow... you have SUCH an amazing talent. There was just so much emotion... I identified sooo much... I hope you feel better now... It brought me back to my own lonely nights, sitting at home... just... WOW.




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