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Can't Cry Anymore

Pinch me as hard as you can
Nothing happens
Call me names
I don't do anything
Punch me a million times
All i get is bruisses

Throw me to the ground
Just a waste of strenghth
cut my wrist
All that comes out is blood
Slit my throat
And I just die


Whatever you do it doesn't matter
But you just wont make me cry
Why because i have done that alot
And i have found that its a waste of my time
So might as well noy cry any more

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  • darkminded
    February 24
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    it does happen though dont it , good for you no need wasting time


  • Immortal Obscurity Greeters member
    February 24

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    Welcome to Allpoetry

    I'm sure there are many people who can relate to your words of pain, myself included. While I don't agree with cutting, I still understand its purpose as a survival-method, even though it breaks my heart that someone so young feels the need to destroy him or herself in such a horrendous way

    Just a couple typos I noticed:

    "Bruisses" should be "bruises".
    "noy" at the end should be "not".

    If you ever need help with proofreading, or just to talk to someone, please let me know

    Laura
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