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My Stigmata Wounds
Contributed by
Urizen
on
Tuesday, 31st May 2005 @ 03:41:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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My Stigmata wounds bleed and curl,
The scars fracture and the scabs pretend to heal,
I'm losing my culture,
As the metal twists,
My stigmata wounds bleed and curl.
I wish the marks upon my wrist,
My arm stares out and crys for pain,
I stain the table with a scarlet sauce,
My stigmata wounds crack and complain,
They think they know,
But they know me not,
I'm alone a lot, it makes sense,
On my stigmata wounds I depend.
Copyright ©
Urizen
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2005-05-31 15:41:13] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Stigmata Wounds
(User Rating: 1 ) by Overstated on
Tuesday, 2nd August 2005 @ 07:07:14 PM AEST (User
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i open the happiness returns but as it hides away in this poem i must say that you have portrayed your writting with great effect. well done.
feel free to comment on my work also at: http://www.your-poetry.com/modules.php?name=Your_Account&op=userinfo&username=overstated
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