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story of a cut
written by DontFearAConcequence04:58 AM 12/16/04Oh the many stories that an open wound can tell
Maybe I was cooking or maybe I fell
Only I know the truth about my little cut
I’ve locked all my emotions inside and the only escape was shut
I wish for the end and beg for death to come
That could explain where my cuts are from
All these stories about how I got hurt this time
Are these people stupid? Are they blind?
Perfectly straight and all the same size
They must not hear my painful cries
The story of a cut I once again keep inside
So now if I said I fell, you know I lied |
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im trying to stop cutting but its so hard to quit
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| » Comments / Feedback | by endless_suffering (12-16-2004 - 05:22 AM)
| I know where your comming from....beleive me I know...U2U me and I will tell you how.....well if you want... |
by *~*Kennedy*~* (12-16-2004 - 05:41 AM)
| I know exactly how you feel..just cut three more times...*sighs*...Amazing how just one lil cut can give you relief like nothing else...u2u me... |
by MizChrissa (1-21-2005 - 05:23 AM)
| hey, I don't know you or anything, but that's a pretty decent poem. It's not too wanna-be depressed kid sounding, I thought it would be by the title, but it's good. I can identify, and I understand. It's tough, but ya gotta get through your shit any way you can. |
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