Cuts

Cuts

A Poem by Missing Part

Blade effortlessly gliding  over the skin, don’t blink it could slip, looking at the new mark, smiling, as the warm blood runs down the wrist, as the cuts keep coming, they get deeper and deeper, the bleeding gets worse, but the pain is finally gone, and so are you.

© 2010 Missing Part


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I wont it was just a memory and the way that i felt the night i heard you went away.

Posted 14 Years Ago


:'( please dont do anything you'll regret, it would absolutely destroy me my life my everything. I love you

Posted 14 Years Ago


i can relate to this piece.......... excellent write

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on March 12, 2010
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Missing Part
Missing Part

Lloydminster, Canada



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me, meant everything, he is the air I breathe, if he were to die it would be my last breath, as I glance down at my finger, I remember the promise, that has been engraved in my heart, as I look back, .. more..

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