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May 2016
cut down
two bridges and the town.
Cut loose
every heart and string I have held.
Broke
everything I should have kept
who am I anymore?
Dropped the scent of hate
and lust for the power of bending fate.
Shredded the pieces of your memory.
What little left we cover in filth.
Raise your head, for sinners know
we are not alone
Never was
never will be
Gone with the wind the night should bring.
see tears covered in sharp spears.
This my dear I hold
the deal the devil gave to me.
Mocked the angels so high and ******.
Great minds don't collaborate.
they negotiate
I cut
*you out
Błeeding Dįamøndš
Written by
Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
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