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 Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 5:00 pm
What I am
I’m trying to alleviate pain while I do this.
It seems to happen when my life goes amiss.
It’s my savior and yet my own demise filled with bliss.
Can you guess what I do? No? Let me give you a clue…
It’s my own way of releasing memories I hate.
It’s my own way to deal and it’s too late for you to stop me.
It’s my only regret, for it will only lead to an unwanted fate.
Still don’t know? Let’s keep going till you find what is true…
It’s my reminder of too much pain.
Not even the rain can wash it away.
It’s the only to see my anger slain.
No idea? Come now, even you should know the answer when the winds blew by you.
My final set of clues then and your last chance for you to figure out what I am.
My rejection to say where these scars came from after the cold rain.
My only way to find peace of mind from burning shame, with only more pain.
My own self-inflicted shame and stain on my morality.
You still don’t know?
I’m a self-mutilator
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 6:35 pm
I knew what you was talking about at the very beging,,why do you hurt yourself, it isnt away of releaving pain it only makes it worst. You need to find another way, something that wont make it worst. You need to understand why your in pain, and go from there.
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