The cutter's poem.

Why does it bother you when you see
The blood flowing out of me.
It's not your pain
It's not your burn
It's what I do
It's what I yern
Do you feel guilty at this point?
Or do you feel pity for me?
No it doesn't hurt that bad
It's just tears to wash the sad
It hurts at first
Then makes me smile
And all the while
It makes me cry.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
I used to cut when I was younger but I'm over it now. I found this poem saved to my computer and figured I'd share it.

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Bentlee
cheers to you for finding your way out. Then to share such. :)
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