Warning Dark and Possibly Morbid
My heart rips. The once vibrant life giving muscle is now my destruction, the blood pours.
Tears i fight back, hatred is all that shows. Disgust in every movement.
The pain is stabbing yet a longing release.
Death is knowing, only a tattered thread holds it in place.
Suicide is a forbidden love, always thinking, never can touch always wanting.
Blood begs to be spilled, my veins overflowing.
Destruction is eminent.
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