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The Final Moments

Thoughts of you continue
Trying to forget it all
Just doesnt seem to happen
The thought to end it all
May just be my only way out
The blade in my hand
Is what will bring me the peace
I so desperatly need
The memories of you
I see again and again
Until ive had enough
Through my heart the blade now rest
My breathing slows
As i fall to the floor
The blood pours
Until it could no more
I lay there in a pool of blood
As my eyes close
And the heartbeat stops

poem by Kerrie Maurer
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My Only Wish

My pulse races, beating through my ears
My blood gathers in a divot beside me
My screams echo through the night

My agony pierces every part of me
My arms hang limp at my sides
My tears run in rivulets down my cheeks

My muscles shake in fatigue
My adrenaline sends my system into shock
My laboured breathing slows

My screams turn into hoarse whispers
My blood congeals as time passes
My heavy heart slows down

Time seems nonexistent
Memories no longer there
Thought is erased from my mind

I see a shadow coming towards me
I feel my body being carefully lifted
I know this is the end

My breathing stops
My heart stops
My whispers stop

My blood is gone
My adrenaline is gone
My agony is gone

My only wish was for it to end
My only wish was for no pain
My only wish was granted

poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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This balde

This blade was,
Once silver but,
Is now blood red.

What have I done,
I have to hide again,
The tears have fallen,
For another night.

My arm is now covered,
In blood red stains,
I wish i could erase,
All my pain.

The blade was sarrated,
The worst type of all,
Smooth ends are dated,
Just like blades that are small.

This blade was,
Once silver but,
Is now blood red.

What have I done,
I'm falling asleep,
Again

written 19th may 2010

poem by Jess Jayne
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To Think Of You Is To Treasure An Absent Memory

When you shut your eyes and fell asleep
Dark clouds descended on the souls of the ones
Who held you close to their hearts
Close to their hearts

My heart broke (3x)
Open (4x)

The beauty of an embrace a place
To lay down the pain
Where blood and fire bring rest and peace (4x)

I sit away in a secret place the shadow of wings
I think of you (7x)
And my heart breaks open

song performed by by Zao from Where Blood And Fire Bring Rest
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Longer Inside Of Me

I sit here on the ground
The tears running down my face
The memories flowing through my veins
All i can feel is the pain inside
I hold the blade over my small arm
And think to myself
Whether or not to slide it across
When i couldnt take the pain anymore
I slide it across
Watching as the blood ran
The rain washes away the memory of him
Along with the blood he gave to me
The blood will pour and pour
Until it could no more
Once his blood is gone
I'll be able to rest
I'll be able to move on
I wont stop until its gone
even if it means i have to die.

poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Death of the soul

The tears keep flowing,
the blood won't stem.
my open heart glows,
like a blood red gem.

Those words still hurt,
those thoughts still pain.
you hurt me even though you knew
you had nothing to gain.

Like a glinting black blade,
covered in crimson red blood.
Your mind is corrupted,
like a withering rose bud.

poem by Mandy Lee
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Johnny Blade

Tortured and twisted, he walks the streets alone
People avoid him, they know the streets his own
Cold blade of silver, his eyes they burn so wild
Mean as a tiger, societys own child
Go the tiger, burn in hate
You know you have to, johnny blade
Hes the meanest guy around his town
One look and he will cut you down
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Life has no meaning, and deaths his only friend
Will fate surprise him, where will he meet his end?
He feels so bitter, yes hes so full of hate
To die in the gutter, I guess thats johnnys fate
Rivals all across the land
He kills them with his knife in hand
Hes the meanest guy around his town
One look and he will cut you down
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Johnny blade, johnny blade
Well you know that johnnys a spider
And his web is the city at night
Hes a victim of modern frustration
Thats the reason hes so ready to fight
Hes the one that should be afraid
What will happen to you, johnny blade?
Oh he knows his futures decided
And he aint gonna change it, no way
He was born to die in the gutter
Hell keep fighting 'till the end of his days
Been alone all through his life
His only friend is a switchblade knife
Hes the one who should be afraid
What will happen to you, johnny blade?
You fool the people
Whos fooling who?
Its time to listen
Whos fool are you?

song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Razor blade

Razor blade razor blade
Sharpe glass shards
Knife blades
And all things sharpe.
These are my only friends

They slice into my flesh
Crimson blood flows.
Blood and sharps
Their my only friends

Razor sharp
To cut my skin
Get the badness out
Leaving trails of blood
Many scars left behind

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My New Best Friend The Blade

i love my new best friend the blade
It cuts the pain away out of my body
I love my new best friend The blade
As i cut into my skin a smile appears
I love my new best friend the blade
As the blood drip from my bestfriend
I love my best friend the blade
It takes the pain away for a short time
Cant Wait to see my best friend

poem by Ari Castillo
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Hope against hope

Hope against all hope
That times will change
A word lingers
In time and place
Softly spoken
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That love will grow
From the embers 
A single spark
Lights the fire again
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
Time will soften
A hardened heart
A fractured mind
Bring peace to soul
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That this is  a dream 
I will wake soon
Covered in sweat
Breathing once again 
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That tomorrow is different
Today didn't happen
But it did
Can't change today 
Memories bring tears

poem by Dom Hunt
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(Angry Poem) Blood On The Floor

Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On Floor.
Spilt Everywhere.
All Because Of You.
All Because You Can Never Lose.
Always Right Never Wrong.
Just Walk Away Leave It Alone.
Its Like Trying To Talk To A Brick Wall.
There's Just No Way To Get Through To You.

Mark My Words,
This Will No End Good. I Can Already Blood On The Floor.
Must We Go Through This Once More.
The Stress Builds,
The Headache Becomes A Migraine.
Too Close To Just Losing It.
Becoming Completely Insane
Going On A Rampage.
I Just Can't Stop Now,
I Won't Stop Now.
Not Till The Place Is Burnt To The Ground.
Buried In Mounds Of Ash Lie's A Key chain Its All That Will Be Left Of You.
Please Oh Please Just Stop Enough Is Enough.
A Scream After Every Heartbeat.
No Reason,
No Logic Behind All This.
Just Swallow That God Damn Pride.
Or Just Go Kill Yourself,
Yes Oh Yes Beautiful Suicide.
This World Would Be So Much Of A Better Place.

Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On The Floor.
You Opened This Door.
Now Theirs No Going Back.
You Better Just Shut Up Now, Now, Now.
I Say Bow, Bow, Bow,
Beg For Mercy, Kiss My God Damn Feet.
For We Have Reach The Tipping Point.
Just Relax It Will Be Quick.
It Will Be A Great Ending To This.

Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On The Floor.
As The Anger In Me Soar.
Like An Eagle I'm Flying So High Right Now.
With Nothing But Pure Adrenaline
I'm Prepared To Rip You Heart Out With My Talons So Sharp.

Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can already See The Blood On The Floor.
Theirs Just So Much Blood On The Floor.
Just So God Damn Much Blood On The Floor.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Killer

X The Awakening - Killer X - i remove the knife from the sheath. i am even unableto breathe. excitement roll as a dice, it lands high. i starre through the ceiling into the sky. by the moonlight the blade quick by silver. my spine the fool who cast the shivers. you have no idea what is coming. your end means my beginning. i close my hand over your mouth. i spade the blade across your throat to a smile. the wound opens, warm blood which soakes. your eyes opens, full of fear. the story you tell is from the tears. The words i whisper, will be your last. may God forgive me and my past. - X Before - Killer X - i starre out of my window. nothing makes sense to me, at all. demon voices in my head. intructions to my call. loaded bullets shiver in my gun. the destiny at present, to me unknown. blood is dripping from my hand, my wrist is cut. Why i was born, on this retchet land. i have to eat before my kill. sweat exploding off my face. i am not ill to be sick, today, no one will be saved.

poem by Unic Cjonr
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Wolves

(Wolf Howls)
I'm not a hunter but i am told,
that, uh, in places like in the arctic,
where indiginous people sometimes might, might, hunt a wolf,
they'll take a double edged blade,
and they'll put blood on the blade,
and they'll melt the ice and stick the handle in the ice,
so that only the blade is protruding,
and that a wolf will smell the blood and wants to eat,
and it will come and lick the blade trying to eat,
and what happens is when the wolf licks the blade,
of course, he cuts his tongue, and he bleeds,
and he thinks he's really having a good thing,
and he drinks and he licks and he licks,
and of course he is drinking his own blood and he kills himself,
thats what the Imperialists did with us with crack cocaine,
you have these young brothers out there who think they are getting something
they gonna make a living with,
they is getting something they can buy a car,
like the white people have cars, why can't i have a car?
they getting something they can get a piece of gold,
white people have gold, why can't i have gold?
they getting something to get a house,
white people have a house, why can't i have a house?
and they actually think that theres something thats bringing resources to them,
but they're killing themsleves just like the wolf was licking the blade,
and they're slowly dying without knowing it.
thats whats happening to the community, you with me on that?
thats exactly, precisely what happens to the community,
and instead of blaming the hunter who put the damn handle and blade in the ice
for the wolf,
that what happens is the wolf gets the blame, gets the blame for trying to live,
thats what happens in our community,
you don't blame the person, the victim,
you blame the oppressor, Imperialism, white power is the enemy,
was the enemy when it first came to Africa,
and snatched up the first African brothers here against our will,
isss the enemy today,
and thats the thing that we have to understand.
(Clapping)

song performed by by Dead Prez
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wth>You

Come on
I woke up in a dream today
To the cold of the static
And put my cold feet on the floor
Forgot all about yesterday
Remembering I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore
A little taste of hypocrisy
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake
Slow to react
Even though you're so close to me
You're still so distant, and I can't bring you back
It's true, the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes
With you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes
With you
I hit you and you hit me back
And we fall to the floor
The rest of the day stands still
Fine line between this and that
But when things go wrong, I pretend the past isn't real
Now I'm trapped in this memory
And I'm left in the wake of the mistake
Slow to react
Even though you're close to me
You're still so distant, and I can't bring you back
It's true, the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes
With you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes
No
I wont let you control my fate while Im holding the weight of the world on my conscience
No
I wont just sit here and wait while you weighin your options
Youre makin a fool of me
No
You didnt dare to try and say you dont care
And solemnly swear not to follow me there
No
It ain't like me to beg on my knees
Or, please oh baby please
Thats not how Im doin things
No
No Im not upset, no Im not angry
I know love is love and love sometimes, it doesnt pay me
No
I'm never without you, Ill always be with you
You'll never forget me, Im keeping you with me
No
I wont let you take me to the end of my rope
Or keep burning and torching my soul
No
No Im not your puppet
And no, no, no, I wont let you go
No, no matter how far we've come
I can't wait to see tomorrow
No matter how far we've come
I, I can't wait to see tomorrow
With you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes
With you
You, now I see, keeping everything inside
With you
You, now I see, even when I close my eyes

song performed by by Linkin Park
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Cutting

I love seeing the blood
Feeling the pain
Watch it all fall away
no one around
but me and the blade
the red blood warms my soul
I go deeper and deeper
Untill I am no more

poem by Marissa Ford
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Six Blade Knife

Your six blade knife can do anything for you
Anything you want it to
One blade for breaking my heart
One blade for tearing me apart
Your six blade knife-do anything for you
You can take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
When you come up from behind and lay it down cold on my skin
Took a stone from my soul when I was lame
Just so you could make me tame
You take away my mind like you take away the top of a tin
Id like to be free of it now - I dont want it no more
Id like to be free of it now - you know I dont want it no more
Everybody got a knife it can be just what they want it to be
A needle a wife or something that you just cant see
You know it keeps you strong
Yes and itll do me wrong
Your six blade knife - do anything for you

song performed by by Dire Straits
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Watch My Blood Rain

The blade looks enticing
It's difficult to explain
The ideas of slicing
Watch my blood rain

The cut is deep
Some say I'm insane
It puts me to sleep
To watch my blood rain

The redness is real
I cannot refrain
I know I truly feel
When I watch my blood rain

I sit and I cry
Life is nothing but pain
I ask myself why
I watch my blood rain

My spirit is bound
By this ball and chain
My soul has been downed
Then I watch my blood rain

The anguish is true
My heart has been slain
One day I'll break through
For now I'll watch my blood rain

poem by Haley Nicole
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Luck

he is in the middle of something
Painful
Choosing between slashing his wrist with a blade
Or firing a bullet in his head
In the middle ambiguities
he stopped

You called.

What if the blade slashed his wrist?
And blood squirted on the Floor like a basin of water
Like falling tears On his cheeks

What if the gun fired?
And his brain spills on his chest

What if you did not call?

It is the middle of pain It is the middle of confusing things

Sometimes, it is the middle That saves.

Luck.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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he is in the middle of something
Painful
Choosing between slashing his wrist with a blade
Or firing a bullet in his head
In the middle ambiguities
he stopped

You called.

What if the blade slashed his wrist?
And blood squirted on the Floor like a basin of water
Like falling tears On his cheeks

What if the gun fired?
And his brain spills on his chest

What if you did not call?

It is the middle of pain It is the middle of confusing things

Sometimes, it is the middle That saves.

Luck.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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to abandonment
i am already at ease
these happen all the time
and it has no effect
on my blood anymore

these blood that keeps on
running
without an arrival
these blood that
pours
when i have no
more tears
to show you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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to abandonment
i am already at ease
these happen all the time
and it has no effect
on my blood anymore

these blood that keeps on
running
without an arrival
these blood that
pours
when i have no
more tears
to show you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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