Apr 2014
Death stains a lifeline,
Haunts a wandering mind.
Severing every limb.
No mobility now.
Tears of blood,
Showers of hate..
To be alone.
Is my death day.
Haunts a wandering mind.
Severing every limb.
No mobility now.
Tears of blood,
Showers of hate..
To be alone.
Is my death day.
(24/F/Anderson, SC USA)
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