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untitled
Contributed by
crazy
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Tuesday, 29th August 2006 @ 11:48:29 AM in AEST
Topic:
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marks lining my arms
with mistakes and regrets
of my past
everyday feeling the need
to add so many more
or just to bleed
and see the red color of hate
pen drawas what a razor should
lines up and down my arms
with no pain just an image
of what can be
depression is me and no matter
how fast i run or how hard i try
to hide or ignore the feelings
they run in my blood
thats why i need to cut
and let them all out of the place
where their traped
my body my soul my head
i need to escape myself
i dont know how
poems only put into simple words
what complicated feelings i have inside
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Re: untitled
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by Spike on
Sunday, 4th May 2008 @ 10:02:53 PM AEST
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I think you did a terrific job of capturing the emotions and frustration behind cutting, as well as the "outlet" it provides.
I hope you get a few more comments on this one -I certainly enjoyed it.
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