No straight lines
Upper cuts and parallel shots
Head hitting walls
Pulled hair and hands full of skin
Inside confines
We dance with our lips
Dying without a kiss
Violent caresses we call love
Thats just us
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Notes by Nailinthewall
PoetryIf you enjoy reading poetry, songs and quotes by a mentally ill female with a sense of humour then this is the book for you!
pain disguised as pleasure
No straight lines
Upper cuts and parallel shots
Head hitting walls
Pulled hair and hands full of skin
Inside confines
We dance with our lips
Dying without a kiss
Violent caresses we call love
Thats just us