Lies to me
Truth to you
I wish that im dreaming
Because now we're threw
The love I have
Is still hold in
But I'm trying to let it go
By cutting my skin
Its beautiful, it is
The color of red
Beneath my skin
Just know my love killed me instead
This is a little suckish..but I'm not in the mood at all to make anything perfect and pretty.. So I not know or care right now..bye
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Darkness of a Mind
PoesiaThere is a place where evil is welcome and witchcraft is practice. Where you make out with Satan and listen to Blood on the dance floor. Ha, sorry had to put them. A place like this is in my mind. I write my creepy feelings so no one will know, but...
