Ill take these words to pierce your heart
Like the bullet in the left of mine
Your words rip the soul from me
Like the poison that drips from your wrist
And stains the world you pull from
This heart you claimed to break
And Slice in two has no warranty
The charge is on you to pull from where you are
And build up to a new one
So tear your skin and slice a vain
In vain of all the promises you kept to brake
And free yourself of what may come
Fly up to your let down
Youll never get down….
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Poetry, etc.
Some of the poetry in this journal is mine, some is my cousin's. If it is my work, i marked it with a *JJ* otherwise its my cousin's.
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