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Array ( [sid] => 35903 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Day [time] => 2004-02-22 17:52:20 [hometext] => I don't really do this, don't worry. [bodytext] => A fight,
A scream.
All in a day.
I run to my room,
Open the drawer…
Take it out.

A needle,
A thin slice of metal…
Sharp at the end.

Hands shaking,
I hold it to the light.
Slowly…
I bring it to my skin.
Arms sweaty,
I cut the name to
My arm.
Silver gem,
Covered in red,
I put it away.

Come to the bathroom,
Wipe beads of sweat from my brow.
Pour water on my flaming face,
Walk out.

Mother…
Speechless…
A hollow scream uttered
From her cold stone lips.
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A Day

Contributed by mary0005 on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 05:52:20 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

A fight,
A scream.
All in a day.
I run to my room,
Open the drawer…
Take it out.

A needle,
A thin slice of metal…
Sharp at the end.

Hands shaking,
I hold it to the light.
Slowly…
I bring it to my skin.
Arms sweaty,
I cut the name to
My arm.
Silver gem,
Covered in red,
I put it away.

Come to the bathroom,
Wipe beads of sweat from my brow.
Pour water on my flaming face,
Walk out.

Mother…
Speechless…
A hollow scream uttered
From her cold stone lips.

Copyright Â© mary0005 ... [ 2004-02-22 17:52:20]
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Re: A Day (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 05:54:12 PM AEST
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Even if not bassedin truth very good!

Re: A Day (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 05:55:55 PM AEST
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Awesome job! keep it up.
Arden

Re: A Day (User Rating: 1 )
by burdened on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 07:03:11 PM AEST
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if you don't do it...how do you feel you have some right to write about it?

sorry, but it makes me angry. becuase youdon't know what it's like.

Re: A Day (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 07:11:14 PM AEST
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Hey there above why should it make you angry.Maybe she witnessed someone doing it ,or maybe her kid sister or brother died doing it .Maybe she is relating it to help others not to do it,ok. read one of mine would you.thanks Wes...

Re: A Day (User Rating: 1 )
by kissez_x0x0_hugz on Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 09:10:24 PM AEST
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I have felt this way many of times before and i even tried to do this more than once so i know exactly what this poem means! It may be that you don't do it but you are feeling like doing it at times?!? I have been in ur exact position! Anyways great write keep it up
x0x0~CaNdIe~

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