I Will End My Cries

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Eyes like knives, they cut through me

Words pour like venom; they poison me

Paper tears like the eternal heart.

Breath skims fluently over my skin

My bearer, my gateway to pain

A substance that is used to confine

What is left inside until the day I die.

Rip and tear

Lost in dispare

I wander aimlessly.

Without care

For how I fair

A fragment of what I use to be.

Rosy tears explode from my equally red eyes

A popping, a cracking sounds at the same time

The inside of me dies

Love me, hate me

I will end my cries

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