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Tuesday, May 17, 2005


   new poem
this is a poem i wrote last night
*Failure*
Everytime i fail
i begin to cut...
cut the skin and watch the blood
as it drips from my veins...
i wish i could cut again
but i have promised to not...
i sit in my room looking at what i've done
sitting there slitting my wrists...
she has made me what i am
but i can take it away with just one cut...
forced to do this i am
just living with this pain makes me cry...
living with this sorrow
wishing i wont wake tomorrow...
but i will and must
i sit here cutting my skin...
then stop and watch the flood of my blood
and soon it might stop...
my only question now is
when will my time finally come???
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i was just having a really s***ty day!!

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