One cut, two cut, three cut, four
Cry for awhile then cut some more
Open cut, closed cut, cut scabbed over
Drank away the pain, then cut again sober
Old cut, new cut, cut dripping blood
Drag the blade across an watch as it floods
Cut on my wrist, cut on my thigh
Wait 'til everyone's asleep then cut in the night
Small cut, big cut, cut to deep
Sit and watch as it continues to bleed
Hi cut, bye cut, it keeps bleeding out
See you later cut.....it's all over now......
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Emo poems
PoetryDepression is a great part of my poetry. Some of these poems are mine, and some aren't.