Colors of Pain

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Dark red,
Trickles
Trickles down his arm.
A special little secret
Known as self abuse.

Fiery red,
Anger
Builds up deep inside.
He’s got to let these feelings out
But who can he trust.

Dark silver,
Blade
Is the one that he trusts.
The one that he turns to
When life becomes meaningless.

Long white,
Sleeves
To cover his pain
Hide his relief
Hide the cuts again.





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Kikki said...
Oct. 23, 2010 at 9:58 pm
scary but honest
 
Chelsea C. said...
Apr. 18, 2009 at 3:15 pm
good job! =)
 
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