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"The Ending"
written by XxXstitchesXxX11:03 PM 2/24/05I hold the blade tight in my hand,
I love the feeling because it seems Im in my own imaginary land.
I dig it deep into my arm,
wanting this cut to cause me harm.
As I sit on my bed looking at my wrist ripping,
I see the blood dripping.
I feel a tear running down my cheek,
remebering all the people that called me a freak.
Now Im laying on the floor,
wishing more and more.
For my life to be over,
for my life to end. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (2-25-2005 - 12:12 AM)
| my friend had this happen to her. how do you think she should stop? is this just a poem from your heart, or your soul? meaning, like, did you just write this, or do you cut? email me back at glow3girl@yahoo.com thanks!
glowgirl
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