When I was a cutter (for Steven)

June 3, 2008
You say not to do it,
You say it's dangerous,
But I do it anyway
I don't think you care,
You tell me to stop,
Tell me it's not good for me
But how do you know?
You can't stop my pain,
You can't stop my tears,
You can't do anything,
But tell me to stop,
I refuse to listen,
Because you don't know
how I feel
Nothing in this world,
Except true love,
Will make me stop
Steven just set me free,
And do what i need to do

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Anna Mari said...
Jan. 23, 2009 at 9:26 pm
Remarkable. . . what else can I say. . . ? This poem is simply mind blowing. Spectacular work.
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