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[aid] => mick
[title] => Jagged Cut
[time] => 2005-08-06 05:45:48
[hometext] => Depression
[bodytext] => One jagged cut that starts to bleed. I look away as it drips down my arm. I feel petrified yet I feel relief. Why must I turn here every time you feel the need to try and set me free. I wish I could see what you truely mean to me. I see how you want me to be and yet I cry out for a plea. I feel guilty for all the pain I've caused. Yet I feel so somber for it's you whom I've caused this to. I start fading out and away. To this very day I see you, feel you, hear your words of treason. You claimed to love me but you didn't really. Or did you? Im'm so confused! You broke my heart and want to stich it back together. I'm as rough as leather! So cut my wrists and black my eyes. So I can sleep peacefully tonight. You've killed my hopes and dreams. All you see is someone whom I can never be! So tonight I will set you right. I'll bleed on you so you can feel my pain to. See me as I want to be seen. Not of some whore who you can score off of. I am not yours...i am only the tears in my eyes. For tonight I'll give you what you want. I'll give you my body and my soul. Only so you can tell all you know. I won't be yours anymore boy. All I want is to be free of you and your hateful stares. I'm letting you go now. As I cry and bleed myself to sleep. I'll dream deeply of your sinfull treats. I'm no longer your toy, your rag doll. I am my own! SO LET GO! Ariane Brooks [comments] => 4 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Atari [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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