Last Night
19 October, 2003
Author: Tzuhsi
I went and bought a razor blade last night
I had to find out what it would feel like
To pull it across my thigh
And see it bleed
It was something I had to try
Something I did need
No one was home
I was all alone
So I pulled out this tiny blade
Sliced several times on my leg
I had no worries
I was not afraid
I continued to slice and slice
There was no pain
It just felt nice
Blood started dripping on the floor
My cuts you could see no more
My legs stained the color red
From a few scratches
I made on my leg
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mental (66.153.164.114) -- Friday, November 21 2003, 06:30 am Tzuhsi, i know exactly what you are feeling and can see every scene you went through. check out some of my poetry. |
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