My Crash Poem by Rebecca Paul
My Crash
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THE blood is disgustingly pretty. it's the perfect down for my
HIGH. they say cutting is your brain's
"ALMOST suicide". but, really, it just
MAKES my pain real. it's all
UP to me. how much blood do i wish
FOR?
THE only problem is when it scars. that's like the
CRASH for druggies. it only makes sense that my drug brings my crash.
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
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