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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1243506
Just a poem I wrote when I was 15
Pain irrelevant to life,
Schorces my heart.
Embers spark,
to give a glow to my tear stricken face.

Pear shaped saddness.
Whispers of love, and happiness..
Fade.

Lies and false pretences
gag and tie my love
Slowly draging the cold
steal accross my neck.

Crimson Hopes.

The smell of Hope, makes me recoil.
But the bonds of lies hold me in place...
Pain relevant to my lies,
holds the sword to my veins.













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