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Open Your Wrists

Open your wrists Let the blood leak out In a crimson river of tears Allow it to fall Upon tile grounds Making the color unclear Open your mouth Let a scream slip out And echo against lonely walls Allow it to linger, To fill quiet airs Then back in your ears, let it crawl Open your mind Let it cluelessly wander With nothing clouded in your brain Allow it to focus On life or on death And if scars will forever remain Open your heart Let it never forgive Those who've caused wounds so deep down Allow it to rage Against misunderstanding, Let it yell the loudest silent sound Open your wrists Let the pain leak out In a crimson river of sorrow Allow it to fall Upon off-white grounds And remember there's always tomorrow

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/23/2011 2:03:00 PM
I hope just a metaphorical way of telling about unhappiness..I hope that this is not an option that you are using in your life..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Sara
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Cassie Wise
Date: 5/26/2011 2:39:00 PM
Definitely just metaphorical! I would never even imagine ever doing this to myself.. I wrote it from the perspective of a person in deep depression.
Date: 5/20/2011 2:08:00 PM
Very deep write, keep them coming Jeff
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