Loving the Burning of Me Slicing
I grab the rusted sissors
And thats when I press down hard
Then slice my skin open to see the flesh
It burns and makes me crave for more
I never meant to hurt you
But I cant stop this hurt and pain that lies inside
I am already dying slowly everyday
There is no possible way to stop
That is until you...
Can learn....
To help me...
Feel what....
Love Truely Is....
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