Cutting Edge
Scar, scarBlood, blood
Cut a line
And let it flood.
Love, love
Pain, pain
Hold it up
And let it rain.
Slice, slice
Dead, dead
Now you're done
So hang your head.
Mourn, mourn
Grave, grave
Now who's life
Can you save?
Cutting Edge
Scar, scarIf I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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My Story to Carry | 0 | 09/08/2016 |
Losing Hold of the Mind | 1 | 09/08/2016 |
Hidden | 0 | 09/07/2016 |
Forgive My Failures | 7 | 04/09/2011 |
Looking Back on it All | 1 | 04/09/2011 |
Changes Happen | 0 | 03/26/2011 |
~Reflection~ | 1 | 03/23/2011 |
Dear Sweet Misery | 3 | 11/28/2010 |
No Longer Home | 2 | 11/28/2010 |
~Untitled~ | 1 | 11/17/2010 |
Dear Diary... | 1 | 05/10/2010 |
Stay Strong | 1 | 01/03/2010 |
A Smile | 1 | 01/03/2010 |
Step-Mother | 1 | 09/01/2009 |
Cutting Edge | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
The Books Calling | 1 | 08/07/2009 |
True Friends | 2 | 08/07/2009 |
Personal Depression | 2 | 08/07/2009 |
Going On | 0 | 08/07/2009 |
A Lost World | 2 | 07/24/2009 |
The Abyss | 1 | 07/24/2009 |
Shadows | 2 | 07/24/2009 |
Fire Burning | 1 | 07/24/2009 |
Baby Teagan | 1 | 07/24/2009 |
Rainy Night | 1 | 07/24/2009 |
Suicide Prevention | 1 | 07/24/2009 |
I'll Be There | 2 | 07/24/2009 |
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