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leeza gutierrez

California

Desperation

I wake up in the morning to the cold morning breeze.
I feel the loneliness and desperation clinging to my breath.
I walk up to my dresser and find a razor in sight.
I take it and hold it to my wrist only to feel the cold sharp sting of the blade. Suddenly I realize that one cut could not save me from the bondage of self.
leeza gutierrez
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
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a depressed teen
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Saadat Tahir 17 May 2012
as cold and dark as the blade.... the aura is amply communicated nicely written lines tc
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