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Cutting

November 25, 2014
By dancerjaden BRONZE, Kent, Washington
dancerjaden BRONZE, Kent, Washington
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Cutting is an escape. An outburst, of blood, tears, and scars. Every cut brings a sigh of relief. Until it drowns me in misery once again. Each parallel line screaming to just do one more. Until my arm is covered. I lie on my bed, sinking in my tears. I slowly drift into a deep sleep. As the cuts turn into scars. I leave it all behind.” 


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My deppression has inspired this poem. Hopefully its meaningful and u like it!


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