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Cut (Free verse) by TheVampireLeStan The pressure builds,
So I cut.
Negative feelings overwhelming me,
So I cut.
Stress adds up,
So I cut.
Good for nothing,
So I cut.
Need to relieve this burden,
So I cut.
Better off dead,
So I cut.
A little too deep this time,
I cut.
My blood is everywhere,
Because I cut.
This isn't what I want,
But I cut.
Dead...Because I cut.
Up the ladder:
Love
Down the ladder:
annoying relative
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Posted: July 18, 2002 10:23 PM PDT; Last modified: July 18, 2002 10:23 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7550 Comments:
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 217.39.149.233
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19-Jul-02/6:45 AM
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Next time the 'pressure builds', I suggest you break wind rather than cut. That's what I do.
cutting oneself is overrated.then you're left with a bunch of stupid-looking scars, like a bad tattoo. Better to distact yourself till the need to slash yourself up subsides.
dead..because i read...FUCK MY eyes....oh jesu..the cad has penised my eyes...drink urine from now on to properly operate your writing vehicle...JESUS FUCKING christ...replace every "cut" with "nun"...to better this skin rash...FUCK HAAAAAAAA!
wow. that was really good. i liked it alot.
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