Cutting Blood

By , Camillus, NY
The blood that flows
down my arm
stains my clothes
on to the floor
I fall
my mom hears a noise
I hear a scream
I feel somebody grab me
Now i'm here alone
but
the pain of it all
means nothing at all





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wind.and.rain.again said...
Nov. 3, 2010 at 6:31 pm
wow. that line is so true: "the pain of it all means nothing at all" thats exactly how it feels to me too. keep up the great work!
 
BaileyBaby13 said...
Aug. 20, 2010 at 10:40 pm
This is amazing.
 
syn-rev said...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 8:08 am
love the poem
 
lil-too-much_16 replied...
Dec. 21, 2011 at 2:29 pm

omg iwuv it

 

 
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