12-03-13
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Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
It goes on
And on,
And on.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Can bring relief, pain,
Or numbness,
But it goes on.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
An addicting poison,
And it's got me
Hooked.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
It has trapped me,
In its sick, twisted game.
One which never ends.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Caught in the cycle,
That's killing me,
Ever so slowly.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
Cut,
Bleed,
Feel.
I'll never break free,
It's all I'll ever do.
Cut, bleed, then feel.
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To Infinity & Beyond
PoetryA collection of my poems. I usually write dark poetry, but you never know what you can find in here. To Infinity & Beyond. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © *Unedited and a Work in Progress
