Jasmine Thompson

Rookie - 0 Points (12-20-1993 / Alone forever)

Criss-Cross - Poem by Jasmine Thompson

She moves her hand
side to side
across her thigh
The blood gushes
from the new wounds
rows and columns of pretty grooves

First 7 then 30
one by one
her leg turns bloody
tears pour down her face
she cuts again
in a criss-cross shape

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 23, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011


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