Blade draw art
The pain never ends
It all stabs my heart
I can't make amends
Hope is breaking
I don't want to die
But I'm always shaking
Yet I want to fly
Demons are killing my soul
Born to be alone
So I'm stuck in the endless hole
Laying on a bed of stone
I have no self control
I die with no pain
Yet I live with emotion
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Poetry From The Heart
PoetryThese are poems I have written and I feel like they aren't the best but someone very special to me says they are and I hope everyone who reads these poems thinks they're good too.
