When you're a cutterA Poem by Lorienvandyke
When you're a cutter
you notice different things. You notice how some people only wear long sleeves and pants even on the hottest days of summer. You notice the red cuts, when bracelets slip down in class. You notice people's empty eyes and the way they tug away when someone grabs their arms. & you glance the room looking at peoples wrists searching for scars, just like yours.
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Added on November 14, 2016 Last Updated on November 14, 2016 AuthorLorienvandykeWIAboutWe're just sad kids, who try to hurt ourselves on the outside to kill the sadness on the inside. more..Writing
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