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Wednesday, September 28, 2005


poetry
here is one of my new poems. i call it "Pain".

Why should I have
to suffer
Being tortured
Attacked
Harrassed
Everyone stands by and
watches
Doing nothing to help
I try to ignore but it gets so
hard
Sometimes I try to fight back
It never helps
To ease the
pain
I slice my skin
Intricate marks wrap around my arms
and legs
Sometimes my stomach becomes my
drawing board
Lines criss-crossing each other
etched in my skin
When people see they ask
Why
I tell them
It makes me feel
better
Pain means you can
feel
Blood means you're
alive
Pain is
good.

Please give me some feedback on my poem.

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