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by Rebekah Dec 17, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Silence Only tears As I press the blade Against my pale skin Red The blood flows From the wounds Echoing my inner pain Satisfaction As I feel the knife Slicing into me I only deserve pain Anguish As I realize what I've done I feel accomplishment As I gaze at the marks upon my skin Stares People are horrified Don't understand why Neither do Iplease leave comments...or at least vote!