Self Mutalation. Poem by Kaylee Questionable

Self Mutalation.



Once a cutter
Always a cutter.
But this time
instead of cutting
my wrists.
Im cutting my heart
your my razor blade
You inflict so much pain
But I come back
craving more.

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Carrie Harris 18 March 2009

This is good. I like this one. :)

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