hurt

the pain that is a flood of razor cuts with red blood gushing
from the hand that once cared now you can cause my sorrow
with your sharp finger nails digging into my spirit as you
disfigure my dreams with your blades running along my back
your knife is one of suicide not for me but for yourself because
if i die you will also perish

hurt

Jenesa

Joined May 2008

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