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Jan 2015
Oh, it's what you do to me

A thousand rain drops
As this cloud burst
The dam is cracking
Splitting
Lacing up; their own little maze
Jagged and raw

And what colour am I stained?

There is no scar
- You didn't give me any time to heal
Scratch and scratch and scratch
Coagulate blood - no don't!
Gouge it out once more.
Gouge *at me.

Never to form a scar.

Was I ever enough?
Were we ever enough?
I mean, reason enough?
But you don't see the blood
And we've learnt to hide the tears.
Maybe back in the realms of somewhere
Ignored shadows whisper guilt
Whisper truth

You're drunk.
How can you stand the silence?
Isn't that when they scream?
You're drunk
And I'm sick of living this same nightmare.
Written by
Tuesday Pixie
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     WickedHope, sol and db cooper
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