I want to be thrown to a barbed wire fence.
Ignite my skin
as they clash with spikes
Struggle I might,
Let the metal do the rest.
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Acts of Rain ||a collection of poetry|| #Wattys2016
Poetry((Look at how dramatic past me kinda made this description)) //older poems are kinda shit// Same old empty feelings. So I've tried writing poetry now.. Mostly more on the sad side, but I am not you, the reader, and pain and beauty are viewed diff...
