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Drip...
Drip...
Drip ....
The sound of blood.
Falling from the blade.
Red showers, I make it rain!
The liquid drains from my veins.
L i f e l e s s...
P a l e d...
Finally released from ceaseless pain.
Published 7th Jun 2012
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7th Jun 2012 3:40am
I have thoughts about cutting a lot. Like how it would feel and the stain on my skin. A part of the reason is my first love use to cut (deep)... I got him to stop; I couldn't bring myself to and wouldn't but I still think about it enough.
7th Jun 2012 5:35am
7th Jun 2012 9:19pm
FLM :)
@depth glad you interpreted that as that was what i was going for. It was pretty hard to see his scars, the scabs. He even cut in front of me one time-- on purpose. it was pretty graphic :/
rubix
@depth glad you interpreted that as that was what i was going for. It was pretty hard to see his scars, the scabs. He even cut in front of me one time-- on purpose. it was pretty graphic :/
rubix
7th Jun 2012 6:48am
7th Jun 2012 9:20pm
DAB :)
I didnt want it to be too graphic. just some thing short and to the point. Thanks for your comment.
rubix
I didnt want it to be too graphic. just some thing short and to the point. Thanks for your comment.
rubix
