Cut Poem by Rejected Suicide
Cut
Rating: ★4.0
when i try not to cry, i stutter, weep and sigh.
but even the slightest tear sets off the best.
running down my arm...i love doing the harm!
but when will i stop? ! when my arteries pop! ! !
Monday, June 23, 2008
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Bianca J. Walker
23 June 2008
Does this person find joy in cutting? or is there a sadness. I like the way the tone can be implied either way in this piece.
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5/9/2024 11:23:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A really good write. I'd like to invite you to come and read some of my own poems.