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Twenty-four cuts, now I'm dead
Contributed by
DesolantDreamer
on
Sunday, 13th March 2005 @ 11:39:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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Twenty scars
What's one more
Slice the wrist
Down the arm
Blood dripping
Is licked away
Twenty-one cuts
What's one more
Down down down
The blade goes
Red life flows
Down my throat
Twenty-two cuts
What's one more
Swiftly across the pale flesh
Deeper deeper the blade travels
More juicy blood
Flows down my throat
Twenty-Three cuts
What's one more
Over and across
The blade travels
I'm light headed
But I can't stop
Twenty-four cuts
Now I'm dead
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Re: Twenty-four cuts, now I'm dead
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by sweet_lil_b2003 on
Sunday, 13th March 2005 @ 03:23:14 PM AEST
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| I had to compliment you on your writting because I write somewhat like you. I loved it.. |
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Re: Twenty-four cuts, now I'm dead
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by little_genna on
Monday, 14th March 2005 @ 12:00:23 PM AEST
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I really like your bluntness in the last two lines.
This poem is short but descriptive of the thought process i go through when i self harm...
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Re: Twenty-four cuts, now I'm dead
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by allforyou on
Tuesday, 15th March 2005 @ 08:25:39 PM AEST
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I like how you repeated "What's one more"...it shows the desire to self-harm, and the blindness of self-harm. I used to cut, but I didn't see that what was "one more" turned out to be hundreds more and I eventually was taken to the hospital because of loss of blood and had to get stitches. DON'T LET IT GET THAT FAR! IT WILL RUIN YOUR LIFE!
--Looking out,
Kara
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