Butterflies fade
Yet the scars remain
A reminder of the pain
A pain so great it can't fade
I'm tortured by her
voice in my head,
Saying,
"I can't bleed, will you bleed instead?".
- fade
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Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
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Butterflies fade
Yet the scars remain
A reminder of the pain
A pain so great it can't fade
I'm tortured by her
voice in my head,
Saying,
"I can't bleed, will you bleed instead?".
- fade
