Farther, farther.
The deepest I've ever been.
It's amazing,
How easily I can cut through skin.It was a challenge yes,
But I think I made it though.
And it was all the cause,
Of the things I did to you.The wrap, the bandage,
The restriction of the wrist.
What a great time
To fall back in the mist.I wish I could just speak to you,
Without a common hate.
I hope one day to grow back
And continue to relateOh, I guess I'll see you tomorrow.
As you're always right there,
But please if I could ask one thing,
I beg you not to stare.
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Poetry of thought
PoetryPoems and aspirations of my mind. Sometimes short stories [Not constantly updated]