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Cut
Drawing blood as I cry,
it feels so good,
oh so good.
The cuts are healing, time to
cut again.
Draw up old scars,
reveal new wounds,
new blood.
Relief,
I found out it exists,
but only when I'm cut,
bleeding,
relieving myself,
a selfish act.
Wounds are healing,
time to cut
again.
Time to draw up old blood,
but my razor is gone.
Where is it?
Where
did it go?
I'll use a box cutter, or a knife.
I'll relieve myself.
I'll relieve
myself.
it feels so good,
oh so good.
The cuts are healing, time to
cut again.
Draw up old scars,
reveal new wounds,
new blood.
Relief,
I found out it exists,
but only when I'm cut,
bleeding,
relieving myself,
a selfish act.
Wounds are healing,
time to cut
again.
Time to draw up old blood,
but my razor is gone.
Where is it?
Where
did it go?
I'll use a box cutter, or a knife.
I'll relieve myself.
I'll relieve
myself.
Published 4th Apr 2012
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6th Apr 2012 1:06am
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22nd Apr 2012 4:08am
21st Apr 2012 7:52pm
I found out it exists,
but only when I'm cut,
Isnt that phrase from Cut by plumb??
but only when I'm cut,
Isnt that phrase from Cut by plumb??
22nd Apr 2012 4:08am
I wrote this poem when I was 13, I hadn't heard the song at the time - didn't think it'd be close enough to be a problem to post.
8th Jul 2012 11:04pm
Wow, I like this one too. I have a character in my novel that I think is also a cutter. Ms. Kimberly Usher just hasn't told me yet whether she really is or not. Thanks for the insight.
9th Jul 2012 6:09am
