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Feeling dark today, will probably delete this soon.

The scars on my wrists are memories of trips

To deep dark places where my soul once lived

They fade with time but I can still see

The times when I truly hated my being

I look at these lines

The ones that remind

But I know I cannot rewind the time

Put down the razor

Now watch the blood glaze her

Stained pale skin

Reviews

[Caleb]

I like it that your'e trying out the rhyming thing and so far it's going well. The emotion and all around message is still there and It's amazing. I think a on the grounds of word choice, it can be improved, but then again that might destroy beauty that makes it good. Idk, I'll have to come back to it.