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Array ( [sid] => 80035 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Untitled [time] => 2005-01-15 22:35:15 [hometext] => I wrote this after my boyfriend and I had a huge argument. The first line is him speaking, the second is me. Then its just about what I did. I wrote this afterwards to make myself feel better about what happened and I have yet to think of a title. [bodytext] => And now your're just going to leave?
...yeah
I shut the door
Leave your words behind
I hurry up the stairs
My self control blind
Going to my room
And directly to the shelf
Where my trusty razor hides
I let it out
You said so much
You made me cry
You turned away
So in this razor I reside
All the pain and anger
You caused to rise
I pull down my sock
And let it glide
I drop the razor
What have I done
Six long months
Where did it go wrong?
Four distinct red lines
Creep across my flesh
Bigger than before
The worst I've felt yet
I stumble around
And cover them up
They won't stop bleeding
God I ****** up
And I hate you for this
you made me bleed
I've let everyone down
Including you and me
The familiar sting
On my leg
This guilt I feel
Won't go away
But I can't tell you
You asked me not to say
If I hurt myself again
Like I did today
So here I sit
Alone and in pain
Crying to myself
Without a soul
To ask for help [comments] => 4 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 13 [informant] => xXxFaygoFetishxXx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Untitled

Contributed by xXxFaygoFetishxXx on Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 10:35:15 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



And now your're just going to leave?
...yeah
I shut the door
Leave your words behind
I hurry up the stairs
My self control blind
Going to my room
And directly to the shelf
Where my trusty razor hides
I let it out
You said so much
You made me cry
You turned away
So in this razor I reside
All the pain and anger
You caused to rise
I pull down my sock
And let it glide
I drop the razor
What have I done
Six long months
Where did it go wrong?
Four distinct red lines
Creep across my flesh
Bigger than before
The worst I've felt yet
I stumble around
And cover them up
They won't stop bleeding
God I ****** up
And I hate you for this
you made me bleed
I've let everyone down
Including you and me
The familiar sting
On my leg
This guilt I feel
Won't go away
But I can't tell you
You asked me not to say
If I hurt myself again
Like I did today
So here I sit
Alone and in pain
Crying to myself
Without a soul
To ask for help




Copyright © xXxFaygoFetishxXx ... [ 2005-01-15 22:35:15]
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Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 10:41:46 PM AEST
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Good write.
I really hope things work out for you.


Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by psychofemale on Saturday, 15th January 2005 @ 10:56:48 PM AEST
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yeah me 2. good write.


Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by wetnwild on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 04:45:35 AM AEST
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your peom is really good, but sad and depressing. I hope everything works out for the best!


Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by Tru2Myself on Sunday, 16th January 2005 @ 10:17:45 AM AEST
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I really like this. I know how it is to have finally stopped cutting then something goes really wrong and you run to your room and do it. Then you regret it so much b.c you were being so good for so long and you slipped. Err I hate that. I'm sorry this happend... I feel your pain. Just start over and dont let yourself slip next time. Its hard..I know.
Lauren




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