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Friday, May 13, 2005


:/
well ok then, today was boring, here is a poem of mine, seeing as how i have nothing else to say. My poetry sux BTW.

My security blanket, my only escape.
A blade of some kind running across my skin.
Not knowing what was wrong, just knowing I needed it.
The pain, turned into pleasure.
Its exciting, and scary.
Its horrible and wrong.
Its soothing and deep.
All the things put into one.
A pleasure you couldn’t understand.
A pleasure only few desire.
A pleasure only I could get rid of.
Temptation sets in, every night
And I find myself doing it one last time.
One last time.
That’s what I would say.
One last time until I threw my security away.
I never meant it, I never would.
The only thing that’s stopping me is my heart
When I only listen to my brain.
You’ll never know the pain
You’ll never know the feel.
The feel of a vein pouring onto the towel,
Onto the floor, into the cracks. .


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