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Love of the Worst Kind

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Every cut
I make
is just a scar
on my skin.

As I watch
them bleed
I take a deep
breath in.


I love the
Pain it makes
me feel
alive,

though
on the inside
I want
to die.

Kill me
now I
beg the
heavens,

only to
learn
another
lesson.

Live
moves on
with due
time

there’s no need
to worry
past my
prime.

Yet,
once again
here
I am

with my
silver blade
carving in
unwanted





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Wonderment said...
Dec. 24, 2011 at 1:47 pm
Wow. I think this alot I feel like your emoutions really come across in this. :)
 
Evellen replied...
Dec. 24, 2011 at 2:02 pm
well when its true emotions tend to come across
 
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