I write a word
I cut a slit
I send the message
another slit
I cry for you
One more slit
I die inside
I bleed a bit
This poem I write
Is in memory of those of times
when
Words
would
f
l
o
w
from me to
- You-
and I hope you know
That with every word
every of blood
drop
I miss you
and I miss you
and I miss you even more
Aug 19, 2014
Aug 19, 2014 at 7:26 AM UTC
I write a word
I cut a slit
I send the message
another slit
I cry for you
One more slit
I die inside
I bleed a bit
This poem I write
Is in memory of those of times
when
Words
would
f
l
o
w
from me to
- You-
and I hope you know
That with every word
every of blood
drop
I miss you
and I miss you
and I miss you even more
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