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[sid] => 28570
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Cutting Free
[time] => 2003-12-04 00:25:49
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[bodytext] => Started cutting in my earlier years Few years have past now Once nearly lost my life, because i got to close to the vein with my knife I watch the blood run down from my wrist like a waterfall of over flowing blood then sit back and cry for i regret what i have done just like an addiction... like a drug i cannot stop once i have begun No one understands me though they may try They dont see why i cut why i try to die They dont understand the rush i get just like a high, but straight to the wrist But if you knew what i go through they would cut to They could experience the high then just like i do, live my life break it through Cut there skin just like me bleed to death leave your family Watch all the redness, watch the pain Flow in through your body And then out again Free yourself let it seep out from within End your life, cut your skin Morbid beauty, such a delight Insomnia will help me cut all through the night Silly little addicted me started a few years after 3 Now still doing it, feeling the pain Wanting to die more than ever before i go insane Let me cut myself for one last time Just so you know, i want to die Let me do this, leave me be I cut to deep Now...im free [comments] => 1 [counter] => 355 [topic] => 13 [informant] => echomywurdz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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