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poem... by secretwounds, literature
Literature
poem...
My tears drop as fast as my blood.
my crying is louder than my laughter.
my choices are slower than my actions.
my scars are deeper than my razor blade.
but they fade and never go away.
i become more alone as i cry
alone, sad, sitting in the dark.
things are eating me like a shark.
sharp things come to me.
something here is leading to be.
here is a heart that has not found the key.
why must i have all this pain?
i hate this so much i want to die.
everytime that i cry.
life is not worth living.
when i feel this bad.