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Heartless And Cold
Clustered thoughts,
of black hearts,
and dead souls,
They flood my mind,
as this razor splits my skin,
The crimson is running down my skin,
as I think I'm never happy yet I'm never completely sad.
of black hearts,
and dead souls,
They flood my mind,
as this razor splits my skin,
The crimson is running down my skin,
as I think I'm never happy yet I'm never completely sad.
Published 3rd Mar 2013
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4th Mar 2013 00:59am
Ooo nice and dark and tragic,
Just what I would write,
It's a cruel world I'm
Afraid
Best wishes
Ricecake
Just what I would write,
It's a cruel world I'm
Afraid
Best wishes
Ricecake
