crazy flows through my veins
and razor blades serve no help
as i slice and cut
to let it out.
but all that flows
is the red and
the bright color is
a contrast to my pale skin.

remember when this
little girl cut her dolls
from the paper and
i have become one
cutting myself,
trying to make myself
look like all the other dolls.
but after all the cutting,

eventually,

there is no doll left.

01/28/2004

Posted on 01/29/2004
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