My Wrists Poem by lil'emo'kid BwOkEnHeArT
My Wrists
I'll draw a picture on my wrist
I'll draw a picture with a twist
I'll draw it with a razor blade
so deep that it'll never fade
when i look back at the scars
and think ov the blood i shed
i think ov all the memories in my head
i cut my wrists and i harm myself
because of what u did to me
ill remember what happened that night and never let u out of site
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
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