Oh the pain,
THE PAIN!
Regrown
remained
like rotten meat
and all the tears in vain.
Let me go,
let me die,
let me flee,
let me fly!
Or just give me a shy hug
like a brother or a thug,
plunging the blade
into my heart
to tear it apart!
Hissing noise
Behind us
angels hone their wings
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