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You see your wrists.
So so clean
Find yourself with a razor
Shinning in the light
Thinking of why are doing this
Of why you feel like you have to do this.
As the razor cuts deep
the blood begins to bleed in with the tears.
Wishing the pain would go away
But the pain keeps coming.
The night has past
You cover up the scars that have given you pain.
But you know the ones in your heart are too deep to cover.
A simple cut can make the pain go away.
But the scar will aways be there.
Your wishing you could go back to the days where everyone stared at you face not your wrists.
Wishing that you could have just found another way to get over the pain
- by crayon bandit |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/14/2008 |
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- Title: That Night...
- Artist: crayon bandit
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Description:
I wrote this one night when I was really depressed :]
I hope you like it to!:heart: - Date: 10/14/2008
- Tags: razor blood cutting night
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- charmboy mitch - 10/14/2008
- I appreciate it a lot but i don't under stand why people writing about depression they think they are the best poets i understand what you may have gone through but i can't stand to see these kinds of poems. But A+ because you love what you write
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