In the end

by Angel   Feb 8, 2012


Silent nights,
Secret frights.

Balled up fist,
Scars on wrists.

Cut then bleed,
The fire you must feed.

The pain you cry,
The smile you lie.

The words that are said,
End with you dead.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    This is beautifull

  • 12 years ago

    by Merci Perpe

    This is so sad, but true. I know how it feels. 5/5