Own flesh
Raging without rest
Scarred brain
No care for our pain
Slow decay
They need us to obey
- Rhys Woods
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Rough Poetry From Rhys
PoetryTRIGGER WARNINGS: - mentions of suicide - death Hello! I know that these are not perfect, but they're an outlet for me. I want these to reach people. In their minds, heart, soul.. whatever it may be. I want you to know that I hear you.
Own Flesh
Own flesh
Raging without rest
Scarred brain
No care for our pain
Slow decay
They need us to obey
- Rhys Woods
