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Array ( [sid] => 65765 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sweet Pain [time] => 2004-10-01 07:40:15 [hometext] => This is really personal I hope you like it........ [bodytext] => The razerblade on my dresser screams my name
I pick it up and fondle the blade
The sharpness
It slices my finger as I play on its edge
I lick up the blood
The pain brings me to my own world
An eptieness I only feel with the bitter blade on soft flesh.
The scars show me my world
To others it shows my pleasure of pain, my insanity
I slice my burning flesh
I bite my lip in pleasure
Suddenly I am snapped back to reality
The feeling of pain is gone and is replaced by lonelieness and deceat
Traped in a world of hatred
Only to escape with the bitter edge of sweet pain [comments] => 6 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 13 [informant] => DamentedSuicide [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Sweet Pain

Contributed by DamentedSuicide on Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 07:40:15 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

The razerblade on my dresser screams my name
I pick it up and fondle the blade
The sharpness
It slices my finger as I play on its edge
I lick up the blood
The pain brings me to my own world
An eptieness I only feel with the bitter blade on soft flesh.
The scars show me my world
To others it shows my pleasure of pain, my insanity
I slice my burning flesh
I bite my lip in pleasure
Suddenly I am snapped back to reality
The feeling of pain is gone and is replaced by lonelieness and deceat
Traped in a world of hatred
Only to escape with the bitter edge of sweet pain

Copyright © DamentedSuicide ... [ 2004-10-01 07:40:15]
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Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by blueeyedevil13 on Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 07:42:34 AM AEST
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this is really good. i some times feel like that. keep on writing. you can pm me if you need to talk.
av

Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by sandy_poetrygodslove on Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 07:53:51 AM AEST
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I pictued you through this poem, I want to run into the room and tell you that you dont have to do this and give you a hug and say I care. I am not the only one that does. I know of a God that does. call upon him, he will be there for you. maybe you dont want to. ok... that is ok. if you ever change your mind remember ok... as for the poem. I like a poem that I can read and understand it. don't have to ponder and ponder. your poem was really easy to read, I like your style. Glad your able to write down your feelings. it helps... take care . ever need to talk.. write me..sandy

Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 12:51:53 PM AEST
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aww this is such sad write, i felt your pain as I know of it myself, a very powerful and emotional write,

takecare

pixie xx

Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 1st October 2004 @ 09:06:37 PM AEST
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escaping solves nothing in the end.

Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by Hoots on Thursday, 14th October 2004 @ 05:14:27 PM AEST
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That was really well written. It's like I was watching you do this. Keep writing.
Krystle

Re: Sweet Pain (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Monday, 23rd May 2005 @ 12:17:22 PM AEST
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I can relate so much. I am going to start crying, your words affected me that much. I know how it feels with the razor blades call. It's like you don't want to stop or stall. It puts you in a trance one you can't shake, until you find it inside to truly wake. great job really, your poems are great.

blessed be
christina

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