Cuts

To my arms with all the cuts…
As I bite down on a towel...
to release my pain with CUTS.
Blood dripping down my arms
from a long line of CUTS.
My heart beating fast as I
just tear through my arms
with CUTS.
I bite down even harder
as the pain grows
from my CUTS.
Finally..... no more CUTS

By priscilla hernandez
Published: 12/12/2007
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