CUTS ON MY BODY

by Twisted Mind Broken Soul   Oct 5, 2005


Play with razors,
play with knifes,
play with guns,
and end your life.

I'm sick of this, I don't wanna cry,
but I will never stop,
until the day I die,
I just wanna drop.

I'm gonna sit here and cut,
I love to feel the pain,
So I'm gonna continue,
until I hit the vein.

It feels so great,
that's why I like it,
I just can't wait,
I'm gonna have fun.

When Im in heaven,
I'll be in peace,
I'll be happy again,
and live my life.

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  • 16 years ago

    by xoxkatrinaxox

    I went through this. And I understand everything you wrote in here. this is a very good poem, everything flows perfectly.
    Katrina

  • 16 years ago

    by xoxkatrinaxox

    I went through this. And I understand everything you wrote in here. this is a very good poem, everything flows perfectly.
    Katrina

  • 18 years ago

    by Samantha Jayneee

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  • 19 years ago

    by Katie Bennett

    Girl, keep your rhyme scheme the same, it gets confusing...still good though,.

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