My last cut

by Mandee   Aug 4, 2005


With every breath
i take
it gets a little harder
to breathe
my life
is finally slipping
away from me
isn't this what
I've been trying to achieve
all my life?
with every little cut
and incision
i know everyone
will be sad
because of what i did
they'll never know why
or how it started
they'll just know
i died in misery
and my last little cut
was my favorite

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  • 18 years ago

    by Mandee

    For the people who read my poem and then decide to comment please ignore these comments that lexcondevil has made. nothing he says in his comments are realted to my poems. and everything he says in his comments are lies about me.

  • 18 years ago

    by lexcondevill

    you started b/c of shipper you and her talked about the excape that it gives you and thats what you choose

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