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Contributed by
zanobia
on
Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 07:56:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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scissors, wrists, i can resist a cut, just a little bit of blood, not nearly enough, old scars, i feel like i can reach the stars, new blood, i think i have had enough, the pain immediately begins to fade, everything blends, and i am left to fend for myself, i again become robotic, i might be nuerotic, i think im done, but i have only just begun, cool metal against my skin, and i start all over again.
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