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this blade
written by Ev0l_sin#TRIP09:21 PM 3/19/05the cuts feel so good and real
its my way of life
to the blade i kneel
being close to death so i don't feel ne more
no need to wonder what we're here for
this blade can not break my heart
this blade does not tell lies
this knife has been here from the start
and lifts me up in strife
i'm not diseased for feeling this way
there r many of us
look around
this blade is my remidy if feel today
its there with me while i lay on the ground
i control this blade
this knife
this blood
i know just how deep to cut
i feel alive for the moment as it seeps thru my veins
and watch as my veins slowly shut
this blade will never betray me
it won't take something of me and run
the power of this tool consumes me
another cutter has just begun |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
when you lose every thing you can do ne thing
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| » Comments / Feedback | by xxxxxxblackdragonxxxxxx (3-19-2005 - 09:23 PM)
by (guest) (3-19-2005 - 09:39 PM)
| Wow, I really liked your poem! It's one of the best cutting poems I've read! |
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