Black
Anger is upon me
To feel the blood in my hands is my hunger
Repeat of scene
I want to retreat
But the decision is not mine
I just wait and look what I got!
Tears is what I see
Stay here forever is one of my fears
Hope someone could help
Before insanity strikes me and my neck will have a mark of a rope
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Black_Scenna
PoetrySometimes, in your loneliest times of your life, you will discover a new you that even your self denies....
