Just A Lil' Cut Poem by Michelle Dickson
Just A Lil' Cut
A lil' cut
here or there
who gives a f*ck
I'm too scared
I hold the knife
and get ready to srike
but I stop
to roll the dice
My luck's run out
but it was never there
I'm all alone
in this chair
This house is empty
no one cares
to end it all
is the weight I bare
I don't know why
I feel this way
I have nothing more
to say
Sunday, September 12, 2010
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