Comments on: Self-Mutilation http://nocategories.net/ephemera/self-mutilation/ Rants, raves, and writings for your reading pleasure. Fri, 05 Dec 2008 16:36:51 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.5 By: Anonymous http://nocategories.net/ephemera/self-mutilation/#comment-1108 Anonymous Sun, 13 Mar 2005 06:49:24 +0000 http://codex.nocategories.net/archives/2004/10/27/self-mutilation/#comment-1108 razors will stain you, your fire grows damp.you thoughts will pain you, and your wounds will cause cramps. guns arent lawful, your thoughts start to give.the darkness descends, you might as well live. the pieces fall, and the pain starts to rise. everything you hold dear,is a handful of lies can you smell thecan you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black? sad,sick, torment of sorrows. haunted and destroyed, of the thought of what comes tomarrow. the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to flood dripping hunger? should you kill what holds you back? can you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black? the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to floodcan you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black? sad,sick, torment of sorrows. haunted and destroyed, of the thought of what comes tomarrow. the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to flood razors will stain you, your fire grows damp.you thoughts will pain you, and your wounds will cause cramps.
guns arent lawful, your thoughts start to give.the darkness descends, you might as well live.
the pieces fall, and the pain starts to rise. everything you hold dear,is a handful of lies
can you smell thecan you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black?
sad,sick, torment of sorrows. haunted and destroyed, of the thought of what comes tomarrow.
the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to flood dripping hunger? should you kill what holds you back? can you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black?

the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to floodcan you fell the slightest shiver, as you soul turns to black?
sad,sick, torment of sorrows. haunted and destroyed, of the thought of what comes tomarrow.
the feeling builds,with falling tears of blood. the pain becomes liquid, and slowly starts to flood

]]> By: Never Never Land http://nocategories.net/ephemera/self-mutilation/#comment-6020 Never Never Land Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000 http://codex.nocategories.net/archives/2004/10/27/self-mutilation/#comment-6020 <!--%kramer-pre%--> Self-Mutilation 11 months, 3 weeks ago. / Ink pens fit the fist nicely and stab, so I cast them away from your hand. Scribbling in the wind, they land on sheets of new words. Paper turned sideways slices,. quick. shreds, unread, ignored.<!--%kramer-post%--> Self-Mutilation 11 months, 3 weeks ago. / Ink pens fit the fist nicely and stab, so I cast them away from your hand. Scribbling in the wind, they land on sheets of new words. Paper turned sideways slices,. quick. shreds, unread, ignored.

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