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i dont want to become a cutter. 
i just dont. 
i dont want the scars 
of a thousand thoughts, 
of bad thoughts, 
of suicide. 
i never want to look at a knife 
and wonder how deep ill make it go this time. 
but its starting to happen. 
i cant hold it back. 
it wants to happen. 
i dont want it to. 
i never have,
never will. 
but its happening.
Posted: 2007-05-16 03:29:43 UTC
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2006-02-27 23:51:15Acerbated
when i wrote this i wasnt thinking of it as a poem, i was just writing in my diary. but it seems like poetry so i put it up