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My finger nails dig into my skin
The wet blood covers your hands
It seems like such a sin
a sensation you can barely stand
I chose pain on a whim
A sensation you embrace
A sensation you retrace
the cold touch of your hand
Brought back to no place and nowhere
- by Oh you dont say |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/06/2011 |
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- Title: Pain
- Artist: Oh you dont say
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Description:
i wrote this in the middle of the night, sorry its so distubing. I'm not crazy I swear!
oh feedback plz! constructive criticism would be nice :) - Date: 11/06/2011
- Tags: pain fingernails machosist blood selfharm
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Kittycquariana - 11/27/2011
- Dark and original, however, like Enigmatic Mental Patient said, I would like to see some sort of feeling in it. 4/5
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- DanteZephyr - 11/26/2011
- thank you for making my day by giving me a poem that is original. all day ive looked at very boring poems. in fact it has been 25 boring ones. you have made 4 good ones.5/5
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- Sentimental News - 11/11/2011
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I like it a lot. 4/5
I would really like more, and I would like more feeling into it other than just action. Other than that it's really nice. If there was an option of picking 4.5/5 I would pick that. - Report As Spam
- The Little Goblin - 11/09/2011
- OMG i love this poem... i'm a little dark and write stuff like that too...
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