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| Mental Hospital | Corpse On The Walk | A Walk In The Park | The Seventh Month | Once when I was small..* | When Morning Comes | I tear at my face... | Today murdering is not so bad* | The Wicked Won* | Praying in the bathroom* | My skin is laughing at me...* | I'm as fake as a dead baby doll.. | The little foolish one | The cold night | Burning Down | Fuck You | Raped Emotions | Sarah | |
| Please note that some of these poems have rather violent content so I would like to warn all readers to practice discretion; especially towards those poems with an asterik. Not for the faint hearted. Language may be offensive. |
| My skin is laughing at me (HAHAHAHAHAHAHA) SHUTUP!!!! I stab at it with a cold razor blade drawing valleys and rivers all along the space of my arms (none of them could keep their filthy hands away) and now I'm coated in them and I am them- absorbed everything they were through the skin like acid but it makes it so easy now that i don't have to go far to get back at them I see them in every pore and the scars send shivers of contentment all down my spine morning will come with my head down in the tub I love you all a family reunion death |
| This poem drew copious comments. It was then did I found out that almost everyone in the Poetryboard have atleast CUT themselves before. Pretty scary. A very powerful poem. I first shuddered when I read this. I like it. |