It started at my Wrist.

poem by: Alli Steward
Written on Feb 23, 2014

Army Army
Time to fight
Find the blades you shall use
Find the speed the blood shall ooze

March upon my precious body
Make the meer marks of envy
Create the cuts that shant be seen
I was never a human being.

Army Army
More battles have come
My wrist is filled and completely numb

Travel down to my theighs
Cut real deep to hear my sighs
I do not cry for i love the pain
Until my theighs are covered with the rage and vain

Travel travel to my hips
Make your kisses diffrent from lips
I see the blood I see the blood!
Im addicted to this scene 

I now have beauty marks all over me,
My wrists, my theighs, my shoulders, my stomach, my ankles and my hips.
But can you believe....
It started with an army and my wrist.

 

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selam mussie commented:
outstanding one....

 

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