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Contributed by apcfan on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 09:46:26 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

When you cant take it anymore
You go into your room and lock the door
Where no one can see of hear you

Looking at the scars on your legs
That came from many horrible nights and days
You're thinking this is the last time

Taking out the knife that has been your best friend
Running the cold blade over your upper leg
When you find the right spot
You're thinking this is the last time

Cutting in your skin as a cold chill runs down your spine
Feeling exhilarated and your body's shaking br />
As you move on to another spot
You start cutting again
Thinking how that bastard raped you and left you for dead
And your ***hole father mortifies you and he doesn't even know it.

Watching the blood start to come out
You're starting to tremble
Your knees weaken
Your stomach hurts, but you can't get enough

This pain is so addictive
You can't stop you want more
But when your legs go numb
You're thinking this is the last time

Looking at you flesh as it's bleeding
Starting to panic
What if mom or dad sees this
And if my bestfriend sees this she's going to flip
But youre thinking this is the last time or is it.

Copyright © apcfan ... [ 2004-07-08 09:46:26]
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Re: Last Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 10:26:09 AM AEST
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Your poem demonstrates your strength... This is so sad, but so well written. I hope and pray that it will be the last time... Stay strong...
Hugs
Jenni

P/S Welcome to YPDC..the best poetry site on the net.... JK

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