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*~_Hellblink_~* · 08-22-2005, 10:47 PM

I made a mark on my arm today.
With a razor blade, sharpened by hate.
Only to make the pain go away.
This seems to be my fate

I watched the blood flow down my arm.
That left a trail of pain and tears.
I see their faces, etched with alarm.
How horrible their fears.

I can hear the panic in their voices.
And the desolation that followed.
Take your time on making choices.
Don’t see the words I’ve swallowed.

I need you…..

08-22-2005, 10:47 PM	#1 (permalink)
~_Hellblink_~ Bundimun Join Date: Aug 2005 Location: Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high. Posts: 24	Typical poetry of a 14yr old poser. I made a mark on my arm today. With a razor blade, sharpened by hate. Only to make the pain go away. This seems to be my fate I watched the blood flow down my arm. That left a trail of pain and tears. I see their faces, etched with alarm. How horrible their fears. I can hear the panic in their voices. And the desolation that followed. Take your time on making choices. Don’t see the words I’ve swallowed. I need you….. __________________ Have you hugged your Snape today?