feeling the stingy cut,
burning as it bleeds out,
all my emotions,
crying as my heart bled from,
the paper cut I got from Her...
delicately cutting me,
again,
swaying through the air,
their goes my emotions,
that once felt,
those salty lips,
that cut me in half,
just like a paper cut...
sorry for the late update.. been busy with life ^^;
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Beautiful Scars
PoetryA series of broken people. ... A collection of words that threatened to be written. ... #1 in originalpoetry [25.01.2020] Readers discretion is advised All rights reserved©️2020