My Cuts

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About cutting myself...

Submitted: October 22, 2011

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Submitted: October 22, 2011

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Coming out

Is a picture of red,

Painted

On the leg of me.

 

Looking down,

It's apparant

The pain.

 

Yelling,

Mom has gone psyco

Again.

It comes back

Like an evil voice

In your head.

 

Three times,

She has no good reason;

It's all pretend.

 

She hates me,

More than I hate

The red.

 

Blood paints a picture

Inside my head.

Wishes

Have been made-

I wish I never bled.


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