

CutA young girl sits in the corner, She sits, and I hear her sigh. She was at first so happy, But it was all a bitter lie.Cut
She feels so hollow and empty, And she really wants to die. So with her sleeves, covers her face, And quietly begins to cry.
In her soul is hatred, So she sits there wiping her tears, She crys and crys and crys, She let’s it all out after so many years.
The lights become dim, Oh no! I know what's on her mind. I hope, I beg, I pray, That happiness she'll soon find.
If not- she's going to commit suicide,


The CutIt is the first that i have made. i wont be able to do it again, i know it was wrong, but for a moment i wanted toThe Cut
feel again. The cut graced my arm and blood
seeped from within. i was sad once i
saw just what i had done. It wasnt a knife, it wasnt a razorblade
that gave me the joy of feeling, it was just a pair of scissors that i used to play the complicated game. The cut that no one can see, is more than just upon my skin, its in my heart it seems, and i cant close it up. If ever i make a single cut again, it shall forever be my last, because all m
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Kisses !
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Feel the voice of my words.
[link] [My artistic flog]
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I'm just a figment of your imagination, embrace the hillucination
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The gallery:
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I'm just a figment of your imagination, embrace the hillucination
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"In nomine patrie, et fili et spiritu sancti."-Boondock Saints
~"Vous êtes mon amour, et pour vous je ferai n'importe quoi."~
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I'd be lying if I told you losing you was something I could handle.
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