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This insanity ward
By Razor-kissed-wrists
This insanity ward
Is my
head
They don't let you eat
They don't let you sleep
You
can't be happy
You can't smile
This insanity ward
Is
my head
You can't cry
You can cut
They make you throw up
They make you hurt
This insanity ward
Inside of my head
Is bent on destruction
Of those who should
Already be dead.
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Copyright 2010 Razor-kissed-wrists
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On Tuesday, July 30, 2013, Melancholic VIncent
(429)
wrote:
Pain that be so toxic that makes the mind a prison that we want to escape from. Enjoyed the poem.
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A former member wrote:
your the only one who can hold you in such a prison... your the only one who can let you out... great write
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A former member wrote:
awesome work, i too have had some cutting problems and even spent the night in Southside Medical Center for attempting suicide. youre not the only one :]
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A former member wrote:
it keeps me in shackles and binds my will..such is the plague of a personal hell. nicely written hun
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A former member wrote:
The pain one can put their selves through knows no bounds. Well done!
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On Monday, October 11, 2010, lupus tenebrae
(872) wrote:
A personal torture chamber, where we show ourselves no mercy. Liked this piece, truly depicts self-created suffering well, write on.
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