Blood and ink are splattered about
My face crinkled in pain
My mouth opens as I let out a scream
A smack to my face
Shuts me up
Branding, a patch of ink
Forever on my skin
Tears stream down my face
Your our property now
It was a sign that I should've left long ago
My body grows weaker by the hour
Soon I am no more
Who I was is now dead
I am only a shell of my former self
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...
