flayed
By sanglante
let me rip off your skin,
maybe then you'll feel
something
other than
(inhale.exhale)
..smoke..
i hate myself for thinking of you.
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Copyright 2011 sanglante
Published on Wednesday, January 26, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
fuck you, you bastardComments on "flayed"
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On Thursday, November 22, 2012, PoetessDarkly
(693) wrote:
the raw pain is evident in your work of art
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A former member wrote:
i hope you can find the strength not to care anymore, to not give him the satisfaction... this is pain in its most potent form..thank you.