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Handmade26 march 2012
In the end
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
26 march 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