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I said it before. But i didnt explain. The complexity of my words. What did i say? *"My tears are like knives And im crying all over my body Ive got scars all over"* See i wasnt lying. My cheeks look like a cuttingboard. Each time my body gets cut open My blood runs black. It oozes through my veins, and out to the ground. I am not to be understood. Like one runs into a train The roads so similiar But wind up here, On this one tear. These tears that cut, Are like unopenable doors that shut. The wind up closes, As my final thoughts choose to vanish. These tears These knives Prove often to be poetic Because i often write about the scars. I often write about my pain but my silence echoes. Bouncing Bouncin Bounci Bounc Boun Bou Bo B. silence
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Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
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I said it before. But i didnt explain. The complexity of my words. What did i say? *"My tears are like knives And im crying all over my body Ive got scars all over"* See i wasnt lying. My cheeks look like a cuttingboard. Each time my body gets cut open My blood runs black. It oozes through my veins, and out to the ground. I am not to be understood. Like one runs into a train The roads so similiar But wind up here, On this one tear. These tears that cut, Are like unopenable doors that shut. The wind up closes, As my final thoughts choose to vanish. These tears These knives Prove often to be poetic Because i often write about the scars. I often write about my pain but my silence echoes. Bouncing Bouncin Bounci Bounc Boun Bou Bo B. silence
#explain#depression#silencr
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Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 10:55 PM UTC
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