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- s c a r s -

Putting the blade to my skin,

And slowly pushing down and sliding it

right across my wrist.

Another scar to add to my collection.

Another screan for help that i won't ever get.

After i watch the blood drip and walk out of my room.

With my wrist holding a life time of hurt and pain

Thats just piled onto a blade to let seep out.

Each cut holds a different story that no one will ever ask.

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Written November 11th, 2004

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  • normal like you
    February 21, 2005
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    wow this was a really great piece. this was a wonderful write. good job. i loved this poem alot. keep up the good work and keep on writing great poems.

    ~marcia

  • dyingsoul89
    December 2, 2004
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    what a powerful piece here! yeah... i don't cut on my wrists that much anymore. SHHH... we don't have to talk about that. lol. anyways... awesome piece. i thought that you did a good job. i liked the emotion in it. keep it up! can't wait to read more!

    crissy


  • Michael
    November 21, 2004
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    Wow! This is a very powerful poem. I think many people have either thought about this subject matter or have actually done it. You get right to the point and that is the one thing which I like about this. I just hope you don't feel this way now. Life is to important to try and take it away. Thanks for sharing. Wonderful poem.

  • Eturnal-Tiger
    November 14, 2004
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    OMG I CAN TOTALLY RELATE TO THIS IT'S FANTASTIC IT'S LIKE URE INSIDE MY HEAD FANTASTIC AWSOME WRITE