truth of my scars
kala marie
11 Jan, 2014 08:26 PMlips red eyes blue wrists bled scars true black as my soul white as my skin almost there now we begin take that razor dig real deep go till your pain has deceased go all day die all night wake up again and fight now i must go and dig again for my pain must leave again the numb will set the pain will leave my heart will stop and wrists will bleed
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Post a Comment09 Aug, 2014 11:57 AM
Oh my goodness what a touching poem.