when i try not to cry, i stutter, weep and sigh. <br />but even the slightest tear sets off the best. <br />running down my arm...i love doing the harm! <br />but when will i stop? ! when my arteries pop! ! !<br /><br />Rejected Suicide<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-29/
