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Razor blade
Contributed by
DeadlyGirl
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Sunday, 15th January 2012 @ 08:46:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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On my arm are words Carved deep down My razor blade heals me From all my emotions It even slows down my motions My razor blade heals me
Silence on a hill Water on a mill Razor blade hidden in my pocket Blood pouring down my arm Tears flowing down my cheeks Razor blade hidden in my pocket
Death approaching me with his reaper Oh he's such a old creeper Run my bathwater to cleanse my wounds Bloody water every where Oh its hard to bare Run my bathwater to cleanse my wounds
I dug to deep Its starting to seep I'm bleeding to death Were is the gaze I'm going to die
Roses are red Violets are blue Save me God Before I die... the end...no..
I have woken were I'm I now oh no am I dead no but in a hospital The doctor said I was lucky thank God
Blood still comes out of my arms I still see figures but I'm okay Goodbye for now my love See you soon I hope Maybe by then I won't mope Goodbye for now my love
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2012-01-15 20:46:52] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Razor blade
(User Rating: 1 ) by Damian on
Monday, 16th January 2012 @ 02:18:31 AM AEST (User
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it feels so much better to reveal your problems through poetry doesnt it ? |
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Re: Razor blade
(User Rating: 1 ) by girish on
Monday, 16th January 2012 @ 06:56:50 AM AEST (User
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self harm is only creating pity. but if you write and express it is poetry and stays on forever |
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