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Mar 2018
The drugs numb the pain
For a brief moment
I forget that I’m insane

Fists bleeding from self destruction
I cry out to anything listening out there
Yearning for an abduction

Eyes bleeding
Wrist screaming

My soul is tired of living
Slowly becoming unforgiving

She held my heart in her hand
Dropped it on the floor
Made me feel like a one night stand

She hissed so many lies into my ear
I thought it was love I felt
But it was fear

Fear of getting hurt
Fear of being left in the dirt

My heart would ache at night
I would call for you
And you’d be out of sight

The demons comforted me
The told me to sell my soul
If I wanted to be made whole

You were an angel craving chaos
I was a demon seeking peace

But in the end
You become the demon.

A demon dressed in white
Lurking in the night.

-T
I know I’ve been MIA but Toronto is here.
Torontoisart
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     Fawn and Mark Tilford
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