Uneasily hidden scars.
Unhideable crimson tears...
I'm like a black Rose
a different beauty...
Dad,
this time you've got me mad...
Your eyes are no longer bright
Your soul is as black as night...
This poem is based on this picture...
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Repulsion feeds my own compulsion,
and this cycle of hatred carries on...
She sits at
a tilt...
So...I guess it's harder to let you go than I...
For no matter what I do, you're always whispering...
I'm tired of feeling this way.
my body is way to tired to feel your face...
She buried me so deep
I can hardly breathe...
Sitting on the coffee table
a few meters away from me...
I hold upon this knife
my hands are shaking...