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Array ( [sid] => 36630 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cutting [time] => 2004-02-28 00:13:57 [hometext] => yes i do cut myself and this is a true thing, duh lol. [bodytext] => You found out that im something im not,
The choice that i made,
Wasnt acceptible in your eyes,
To me it was fine,
So i grab the knife,
and make the first cut,
You said we were more of friends,
and now im broken apart,
So i make one mor grab,
and another cut in made,
these cuts will turn to scars,
and that is how i shall remember,
nothing but a scar is left,
in my heart and on my wrist,
you scared my heart,
and left it a mess,
so i scared my wrist,
for all to see my pain.
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Cutting

Contributed by Arius-Inues on Saturday, 28th February 2004 @ 12:13:57 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

You found out that im something im not,
The choice that i made,
Wasnt acceptible in your eyes,
To me it was fine,
So i grab the knife,
and make the first cut,
You said we were more of friends,
and now im broken apart,
So i make one mor grab,
and another cut in made,
these cuts will turn to scars,
and that is how i shall remember,
nothing but a scar is left,
in my heart and on my wrist,
you scared my heart,
and left it a mess,
so i scared my wrist,
for all to see my pain.

Copyright © Arius-Inues ... [ 2004-02-28 00:13:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Cutting (User Rating: 1 )
by doug on Saturday, 28th February 2004 @ 12:39:57 AM AEST
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i wont lie to you and say that i understand
ill just wish you the best
your friend doug

Re: Cutting (User Rating: 1 )
by neglected1 on Saturday, 28th February 2004 @ 02:51:35 PM AEST
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i thought it was a good write and i know where you are coming from cuz yet i was a victim myself.. then i thought about it and really there was no point.. your just hurting yourself for reasons that may not be determined.. you think your helping the situation but actually thats not the case at all.. everytime you look at your cuts and scars it will remind you why they are there.. what things made you put inflicted pain upon yourself.. in the end its not worth it.. there is more in life to think of the bad and never let yourself succeed and be a happy self.. i know its kind of like a drug though.. once you have done it its hard to let go.. you thrive for the knive just so you can pucture yourself again...its not easy to forget and stop you endless pleasures... but i know it has been done cuz i have stop'd and even though i think about it now and then.. i think back on how bad it actually was... i hope you can get through this

my thoughts are with you

~neglected1~

Re: Cutting (User Rating: 1 )
by Quilted_rag_doll on Saturday, 28th February 2004 @ 10:47:51 PM AEST
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good write, nice job. intresting wording, says alot. great poem!

Auryn

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