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[deadlovelives]

i read this poem in a chicken soup for the teenage soul book:

NUMB

The sharp edge of the razor cuts my skin easily,

im numb to the pain,

numb to the blood,

too numb to realize whats happening,

to realize what im doing.

One cut follows another,

and another,

till I cant stop.

The razor falls from my hand,

blood drips down my arm,

tears roll

Comments

[lyvesabychnur2]

laura!!! hey girl im back from tennesse so whats up??...we need to talk....o by the wya stop obsessing!!!!!lol

[deadlovelives]

thats cool.. i thought u were gettin back monday.. we need to talk why?! lol.. im not obsessing.. thats my babe 4eva..!lol <3 u babe! xoxox. miss u~