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by TillyMariex May 27, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
I watch as the blood drips down my wrist I don't know why i keep on doing this It stings and it hurts But its nothing compared to the pain in my heart So i cut and i cut and the blood rolls down I feel so free Theres so much blood i just might drown Now i know whats become of me
by Reaper
Excellent poem,but you have to stop cutting.