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I feel the sting,
I hear the drip.
My mind goes black when I hear the blade slip.
I'll wake and gaze at my cuts,
My story of pain.
When I cut I feel safe,
There's so much I can gain.
I lust for steel,
But my skin stays celebate.
When I see a blade I'll say,
To hell with it.
Around every corner,
In my brain.
There's a reminder,
Of my passion for pain.
But I'll retire my blade,
And let these scars fade...
Never to be seen again.
I hear the drip.
My mind goes black when I hear the blade slip.
I'll wake and gaze at my cuts,
My story of pain.
When I cut I feel safe,
There's so much I can gain.
I lust for steel,
But my skin stays celebate.
When I see a blade I'll say,
To hell with it.
Around every corner,
In my brain.
There's a reminder,
Of my passion for pain.
But I'll retire my blade,
And let these scars fade...
Never to be seen again.
Literature
Goth
"Don't act goth" you yell at me.
"That's not the way you want to be"
But what if it is I think I like it.
I don't care even if you hate it.
I am who I am and I always will be.
I like the way I am. Why can't you see?
You think yellin will make it go away?
That only makes me want it to stay.
You think I am wrong and you are right.
You want me to change, to "see the light"
I will not do that I will not change.
My life is mine, not yours to rearange.
I love the dark and hate the light.
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
I hope one day that you will see
this isn't a phase. I'm being me.
You can hate me I really don't mind.
Just
Literature
Emo
Emo
*are not crybabies
*do not always wear black
*can be VERY nice people
*do not always cut themselves
*are not always depressed
*can be happy too
*are normal people just like you!
*EMO is just a label for emotional people!
that tend to fall in love easly and cry
Literature
emo
No one knows till they taste it
No one cares till they lose it
No one bleeds till they live it
No one wants to admit it
No one can be without it
No one truly lives till they feel it
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The itsy bitsy razor crawled up and down her skin,
Down came the blood that drained her mortal sin.
Out came the tears the dried up all the pain,
And the itsy bitsy razor sliced through her flesh again.
Down came the blood that drained her mortal sin.
Out came the tears the dried up all the pain,
And the itsy bitsy razor sliced through her flesh again.
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Great job! I like this ^-^ Haha, I love your authors comment too XD