Cutters Delight

by Kayla Kay   Jul 16, 2007


Silver blades
Graze my flesh then break the skin
The crimson darkens
As I dig deeper in

It buries
The pain I want destroyed
Makes me forget
What I try to avoid

It covers
The depression I attempt to hide
Sweet release
For the tears I've cried

Cutters delight
Your never forsaken
My weakest strength
Your sadly mistaken

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