Breaking, a double edged sword in their hands
hurting them as well as piercing my heart
the worst thing that can ever exist is
helplessness.
Its like the more they penetrate
more the blood drops from their fingertips
the more I die. This cant stop because
my hearts too hollow to let the love take charge.
-She said while looking out from her window.
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THE GIRL WHO SPOKE POETRY
PoetryThe thing about pain is, it makes you question.. what makes you human? ____________ **Not cliche, I repeat, Not cliche, WARNING, not cliche**
