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Scars Upon my Arms

Poetry By: xXCapriSunXx

A poem I wrote dealing with part of my struggles with depression

Submitted:Jan 30, 2011    Reads: 46    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

I tap, it teases
It's hiding in my drawer
I'm tempted to use it
I close my eyes
I give in, I saunter
Opening the drawer
I smile
I do not think twice
I cough, I cringe.
It bites into my arm.
I clench my teeth.
Who am I now?
I release, eyes open
Into the mirror
I sigh, dismayed
I am the same person I was before


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