The beat's off a bit, but oh well....


Body Art

Blood slowly
runs down my arm
As I think
what can be the harm?
They're just a few cuts
just a trickle of blood
It's not as if it's
a sticky flood
I add another
cut or two
to complete "Things I Never
Meant To Do"
I drown my sorrows
with my pain
Whatever blood is lost
is soon my gain
But now I'm drifting
and I'm half asleep
I have yet to finish
"Promises I'll Never Keep"



Words by IronicBanana
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Written on 2006-05-12 at 23:40

Tags Cut  Blood  Slit 

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PoeticProcrastination
Ack.

Really good poem, but...

Ack.
2006-05-14


Andy
thats what people said when I wrote something along these lines.
Yes, powerful.
True or not, make your scars matter, whatever they may be from.
2006-05-13


CherryFairy
Wow. Powerful.
It's funny because I'm beginning to think you wrote it with experience in that subject. It's right on, did you know that? Wow. Wow...
2006-05-13