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Contributed by
ladymaki
on
Thursday, 18th November 2004 @ 11:15:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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I get pleasure from scarring myself..
is there really something wrong with that?
I adore watching my crimson blood glide over my skin,
as I leave a life long mark.
I'm addicted to making myself unique..
are you going to cast me out for that?
I'd die to be different from you,
just to prove a point.
I love my friends more than my own life.
Am I really so different?
I owe them my life,
I can't help but want to give them everything.
I write poetry to give myself relief
from everything you've done to me.
You don't see me laughing in your face..
so why do it to me?
Copyright ©
ladymaki
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2004-11-18 11:15:16]
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 5th March 2005 @ 03:29:15 AM AEST
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| Very honest write. I liked it. Nice work. |
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