That urge,
That craving sensation,
Before you slide it across your skin.
That tingle,
That fist clenching electricity,
When you slide it across your skin.
That regret,
That gutting disappointment,
After you've slid it across your skin.
~TheSuicidalTeens~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
