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Is this truly what pain feels like? I don't need a razor, You are the blade against my skin. I don't need a savior, I'm too far in this hell hole that I created, I don't need advice, I know what I'm doing, most of the time. I don't need this pain, You're my pain. I never asked for this. Is this what true pain feels like? An already broken heart, Being shattered again? And again? A world that I've worked so hard to bulid around me? Coming down in pieces? My walls, in parts and torn, Being crumbled to dust? Is this what pain is??
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
Pain
Is this truly what pain feels like? I don't need a razor, You are the blade against my skin. I don't need a savior, I'm too far in this hell hole that I created, I don't need advice, I know what I'm doing, most of the time. I don't need this pain, You're my pain. I never asked for this. Is this what true pain feels like? An already broken heart, Being shattered again? And again? A world that I've worked so hard to bulid around me? Coming down in pieces? My walls, in parts and torn, Being crumbled to dust? Is this what pain is??
caitlin-5
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
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