I have enough scars already,
what's one extra cut?
I'm called a 'whore' already,
what's one extra slut?
I've got breathing issues already,
what's one extra spliff?
I'm dead enough already,
Addictions, please lead me to the cliff.
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My Maze of a Mind
PoetryThese are some of my poems that illustrate how I feel sometimes, some will be happy - others not, so sorry if they depress you. WARNING: these poems may be triggering to some, in particular: The Treachery of the Knives, Beautiful Scarlet and The N...
