The Cut

by The-Blood-Vile   Jun 15, 2005


I took the razor and
placed it on my wrist

Adding pressure
pulling slightly
and with a quick swipe
I have what I wanted
what I needed
what I've dreamed of doing

The blood coming out
The slight sting of the
water running over the fresh cut

My pain inside seems to just leak out
leaving my body with the blood

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  • 19 years ago

    by Juls

    I know what its like abd u explained it well. It was wonderful keep it up I like ur work
    Juls

  • 19 years ago

    by nadsyy

    Aww hun pls dnt cut any more it wnt do anythin really if u wnt to tlk to me kk u hav ma adey kk

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