There he goes
Going places i am trying to hide
Touching the spaces that hurts.
There he goes
Feeling my body with his ice cold hands
Shutting down the pain.
There he goes.
There he goes.
Going places i shy
Kissing me as i bleed.
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Dear NoOne
PoetryI am scared of the nights And the loud silence that elongates my room I am scared of the 3am's and the 5am's I am scared For that's when my own thoughts begins to haunt me. (A collection of my thoughts)
