I want my bones to break,
I want this smile to fake,
I want the blood to stain,
Just give me physical pain.Please take me away from this place,
Cause nothing I do or say is filled with grace,
I'd like to believe I've changed,
but not in a good way.I lose myself to a vacant space,
Just floating in the air,
With a sickly sweet smile on my face,
I see my destroyer in the mirror
And never could my fate be any clearer.
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Blended Thoughts [Poetry]
PoetryMy blended thoughts made twisted sentences. And twisted sentences made burdened poems. Blended Thoughts. © July 2017.