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Mend
Contributed by
razrXbldXrmnc
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Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 05:43:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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The scabs will peel,
The scars will heal,
But the memories remain,
That caused me such pain
The tears wash away the sadness,
That drives me to such madness.
Sitting there with a rasor in hand,
Ready to create a permanent brand
When will this nightmare end?
How can this gap ever mend?
As I press it against my skin,
I ask myself, Will I ever win?
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2006-06-01 17:43:13] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mend
(User Rating: 1 ) by SoUR_GuRL67 on
Wednesday, 22nd November 2006 @ 04:58:11 AM AEST (User
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"As I press it against my skin,
I ask myself, will i ever win?"
--I've been there, many,many times and the answer is no, not like that you won't.
Good write.
-K |
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