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Scissors

Scissors

Posted March 19th, 2017 by TCGuest

by Rambouten101
in Hawaii(I can dream, right?)

I can't remember
Why I promised that I wouldn't
And I can't remember
Why I wanted to stop
But the scissors on the table
Are sharp and ready to cut
And my hand is shaking
With the urge to grab them
It's not a bad idea, to cut...
No one will notice, anyways...
No one will care, either...
It's just this once...
Or maybe twice..
Or maybe forever...
But there isn't much of a difference...
A little blood isn't bad..
Niether is a little pain...
It's not a bad idea, to cut...
I grab the scissors


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i want to say good job on

i want to say good job on your poem, you've got some interesting stream of consciouness stuff going on there which is cool. 

also i extend an *optional internet hug* to you. 

 

i am not here to comply with your opinions, your beliefs on how the world should function. i'm here to challenge them. - MRK

Posted by Nephthys Re on Mon, 03/20/2017 - 02:16

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