Emo

With razor kissed wrists
This is my bright red scream
As I press harder       begins the surface
I convince myself "You don't feel pain,
Forget it, It's worth it"
You convince yourself that there is no pain
I try to forget
It's just my sick little
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Ferguson Avatar
October 28, 2008 at 11:03 AM
It's interesting, where did the idea come from?
Bruso Avatar
October 27, 2008 at 8:10 PM
This ends a bit awkwardly but still, a good effort!
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