My FriendA Poem by anonymusly_broken You're cold and sharp, I love you so.
My best friend, I love you so.
on my wrist, cold you are. I feel warm, though, when you touch me. sharp and steady, but my hand is shaking. I drag it across my skin. happiness at last, I can breath again. I can feel again. I am again.
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Added on January 18, 2013 Last Updated on January 18, 2013 Tags: Razor, Depression, sad, self-harm, serious Author
anonymusly_brokenHellAboutMy name isn't important. Locaton. Age. Gender. None of it. All you can know is I am human. I go through tough s**t like everyone else, and it gets hard. I need an escape to write about the pain, and t.. more..Writing
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