Bloody knife, bloody wrist.
scream in pain, slice and twist.
It hurts so good, the pain you caused
These scars I hide beneath bloody gauze
I wear black clothes and black make-up
To hide the pain of our break-up
When you left I cried and cried....
and I wished that I had died....
I hurt so bad I even tried
to take my own life..... commit suicide....
But now we're back together again
hiding scars outside and within
The love we both feel
helping those damn scars Heal
A love so intense..... so fresh and new.......
you love me.... and I almost died........
For you.....
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I am going to be putting a lot my my poetry in here for people to read...
Over here, my sweet meats, your prince of justice and genocide has something to say: Gone are the days of the tentacle and the age of the gods and mercy is far away... We are the fighters of the middle, the second act in the three-part MEAT play, AND I WILL WIN BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR!!
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