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Feb 2016
I stretch until you pull too hard
you're like a feather and my thorns are sharp
drawing blood from your love
grinding away at life's precious moments

No one can break me
grasping your love
and cutting the string
smiling cruelly as it bleeds

You broke my heart
and now I've shattered yours
I see your soul within your eyes
and see the blackness that they hide

These hands of mine
have taken what was mine
correcting the act of being wronged
you stole my heart and I've taken yours

Punched out many tiny holes
your black blood seeps through
corrupting you even more
finally I have made you reap what you sowed
Written by
Haley Smith  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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   claire mk
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