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I feel: Trashed
Abandonedby anawarfare 16 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 20 1:54 AM. In Angst, Anorexia, Eating Disorder, Bulimia, Cutting, Bulimic, Cutter, Life -
there is darkness in me
a fetid pool of acidby justencase 18 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 4 1:01 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
i thought i was healed
scars fading into silver linesby justencase 19 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 4 12:53 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
i am so fragile
a glass of tearsby justencase 23 lines, on Jun 4 12:47 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, friendship -
i don't understand me
and i know me too wellby justencase 25 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 4 12:33 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
towering destructive rage
courses through my red veinsby justencase 23 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 4 12:21 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
frozen in a tomb
hopefulby justencase 17 lines, on Jun 4 12:15 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
life has been good
my expectations areby justencase 25 lines, on Jun 4 12:10 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
i took a butcher knife
to my wristsby justencase 27 lines, on Jun 4 12:05 AM. In death, pain, depression, self injury, cutting, cutter, mask, blood, doubt, faith -
the anger goes deep
red hate that boils -
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Frail night empty with taunting ghosts.
So lost in myself, like a candle alone in the -
The blood drips from the wound.
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Stars with shine
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Eclispe of my sorrow's wake,
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by silentsinger 37 lines, on Dec 19 9:05 AM 2008. In Sad, Pain, Personal, Angst, Cutting, Life, Depression, Cutter, Abuse
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I lie awake at night sometimes,
thinking of you and your charades,
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I get home to early
No ones home
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My body full of anguish, psyche has gone into complete over drive, don't know what to do now.
What do I do to make all of this come to a h -
Sitting with the metal in my hand Sharp part grazeing my once smooth wrist
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I am a slave to my foul self.by Nameless-Unknown 20 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 19 4:55 PM 2008. In self, harm, cut, cutter, emo, angst, depression
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One cut, two cut, three cut, four. / Always hurting, wanting more. / Five cut, six cut, seven cut, eight. / Feeling anger instead of hate. / Nine cut, ten cut, eleven cut, twby annihilate-me 26 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 25 11:40 PM 2007. In Self Injurous, Self-Injury, Self-Harm, Self-Mutilation, Cut, Cutting, Cutter
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Can you see the blade
There in my hand
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