Cuts all over my wrist,
Razor blades I grip yet I barely bleed.
Cuts all over my thighs.
Thighs with no gap that won't fit in.
Cuts all over my soul.
The wars it fought and lived to tell .
But now it's finally fell.
Cuts all over me.
My time is up can't you see.
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Hey just want to say the first stanza is dedicated and inspired by Skit Kraven from his song "Magic". Go check it out. Thanks bye.
-Danixoxo
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Remember Me
PoetryThese are the words I want to be remembered by. These are the words I turn to when I need to express myself. These words are me. Feel free to join me on my poetic journey of life.
