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Tuesday, February 21, 2006


a cutters poem
she laid her head against her pillow she stared up at the blank white ceiling she began to cry she didn't care how loud she was ever if they heard they wouldn't care they never cared the blade called to her, her head told her one thing but her heart told another she was unloved she began to walk down the hallway she slipped into the bathroom the lock turnned and the lights flickered on she openned the cabinet she searched for the blade her fingers grazed it and she pulled it out she pressed the blade against her skin blood leaked out blood was everywhere she bite her lip so she wouldn't scream she slashed away at her broken skin the world started to spin as more blood leaked from her open veins the world went black
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