To My Assailers
...With every wish it's hit or miss
I saw him sit there carving her name across his arm
Slit wrists and drunk ballads derived the ego of a thousand Deaths
His sight brings fear that flinches at the c...
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Categories:
assailers, angst, teen,
Form: I do not know?
No, Will, Not Again
...Through air and ill breathe
A preminition of what's come
To the door's last closing I fell to the floor
Keeping the emotions inside, I'm waking
So hide it quickly
I don't need the stress of the...
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Categories:
assailers, angst, teen, me,
Form: I do not know?