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xxatouchofrostxx — and i know i'll be the death of me.
Published: 2014-04-21 00:50:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 222; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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a sharp blow to the face.
not a hand; simply words
and pain. lots of pain. self-
destruction and shutting
oneself down (again).
where did all this hurt come from?
money, the plague, the mind?
my heart?
might as well stitch me up with
your handy-dandy needle and thread, oh yeah,
because I can't put myself back
together again,
no.
the pieces don't fit, don't stick anymore.
(and i think of Humpty Dumpty...)
but how do i survive
like this? i'm young, but then i'm
old again... it's always pride and
everything i can't take back: all
that they say they forgive me for,
but bring it back...
and i understand, but...
the pain, this pain,
take it all away from me... please.
this pain, my pain.
please, please let me be free from you
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If you're writing about what you feel then it's fine.
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