Oh...

By Wren

The knife will slice
and blood will drip
sliding down my arm
knowing that I can't escape
thinking there's no harm
the blood will dry
I'll peel the scabs
and blood will drip again
over time the wounds will heal
the scars will fade away
and leave me here all to myself
to cut another day

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Copyright 2003 Wren
Published on Sunday, May 11, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • CorruptedLittleGirl On Sunday, May 11, 2003, CorruptedLittleGirl (243)By person wrote:

    This is sad... the circle of cutting. Luckily, I broke the circle. My arms are currently cut-free! I hope to keep them that way. Keep trying... you'll be able to stop. Excellent poem.

  • IceDragoness On Sunday, May 11, 2003, IceDragoness (193)By person wrote:

    Yeah i know... well currently i have one tiny little one.. but yeah, take care of yourself ~Dawn

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