Forbidden lies, loud cries.

POEMS i made up of how i feel.

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2. A battle of cuts.

 

Sadness builds up 

retrieving up my spin into my cold dark mind

i have to let these horrible feeding feelings out but no one listens when 

i shout

 

dark sharp silver blade

is the one i can trust 

the one who helps me

when life gets to tough

 

i clean the blood and look at my fresh cuts 

asking "what do i do theres way to many cuts"

i drag my sleeve down my arm

hiding my relief 

and hiding what i have done.

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