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My need to Bleed.
written by perfect.flaws09:05 PM 3/2/05I've had this lie,
this beautiful,
this ugly lie,
for so very long.
It comes and goes.
My urge to bleed.
My need to bleed.
I think it's here to stay this time.
Because
I do it all the time.
The morning, Day, and Night.
They say it's Addicting.
I never knew how true it was.
Until I couldn't stop the blood.
Each time I use this blade,
the more rage i put in,
and the less that i feel.
I get number and number,
everytime.
It gets Deeper and deeper
each and everytime.
My arm is one big mess.
And now it's started on my leg.
I have this lie because
of the pain that I feel inside.
It's a never ending light
that brings me further into the night.
I see nothing.
I feel nothing.
I just get number, as it gets deeper.
Will this need to bleed ever end. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by silent_tears09 (3-2-2005 - 09:13 PM)
| hey i no how you feel...i used to be a cutter and do the same things...It's so hard to stop but when you do its really worth it |
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