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Dec 23, 2004 07:45


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 I

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figureight January 4 2005, 02:33:17 UTC
Wonderful. Funnily, I wrote something very much like this last year..

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chubadubdub January 4 2005, 17:57:57 UTC
I love this.. but didn't write it.

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