In this abyss,
constantly sinking...
Look in the mirror
what do I see...
All my gray
and all my blue...
Nothing or no one effects me except for you.
That's why everything you say or do...
Standing on the line I've drawn
between my weak heart and your strong...
To wish for and end
but not for death...
Tangible feelings rush through my skin; so visible
Standing in venom. Physical pain is better than...
Breaching upon unknown territory,
off put and scattered at the thought...
The pain;
purely physical...
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How can I feel the need for pain...
Love me or hate me
you don't know me...
I look in the mirror
and see me stare back...