charlotte marie peachey (03-06-1990 / portsmouth uk)
Poems by charlotte marie peachey : 32 / 72
i cut because i can
i cut myself
because i feel
dead inside.
blood makes me
feel real.
i dont understand
how i feel til' i cut:
the deeper, the better,
blood understands,
blood knows the pain
and failure of
my many choices.
charlotte marie peachey
Submitted: Monday, January 11, 2010
Poems by charlotte marie peachey : 32 / 72
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