ME

by seth   Jun 21, 2008


My tounqe cuts deep
my hands kill
my brain commits genocide
my heart cries
yet no one hears
my tears are eraticated
my fears are non exsistant
my emotions are silenced
no one gets close
my smile is barbed wire
my words aim to kill
my thoughts plead insanity
happyness is a foreign term
sadness is waht i call home
through it all i move on like a blood stained storm
parts of me die til nothing is lfet but a memory

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