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When news got around
That you bled yourself out
I was agog to see, as I couldn't believe
Your scars were so deep
Your knife, your brush
Your canvas, your body
The scenario filled me with agony
Like someone had just stabbed me
It hurt to see,
You in your coffin
A dead body
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We Don't Belong
Poetry*she stared at the other side* Was it dark or was it light? She has to choose what is right, But the shadows are fading, as shadows don't form without no light. She has to see through her mind in which she has been captured, she has to fight her dem...
