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Written---2/14/08-2/15/08


I ask myself every moment of my life why can’t I get out,
As my tears within bursting to shout.
The way my veins feel immortal when I’m filled with sadness and rage,
With out my suicidal weapon my life feels like a shattered page.
Then I wonder with every drop of blood if death is forbidden for me,
or if this is how unforgotten my tears have come to be.
The pains I feel through my wrist when I don’t put the blade upon my pale skin,
Knowing with all my heart it’s a dyi… Continue