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"whell" poems
Did you ever cut your skin? Not just the surface but the layers under nether. The important stuff. Whell if you haven't it's kinda scary. You know it's ganna be bad because it didn't start bleeding yet. I have a stabb wound in the middle of my hand. My whole hand is swollen. I can't move my fingers and inch by inch my pigment is turning black with shades of purple and red. It reminds me of a darkest sunrise, the way the clouds hold liquid colors that no one has been able to recreate such beauty. My hand hurts ... Bad but you know what really hurts haveing someone you thought cared treat you like **** someone that made you feel like it was ok for once but then turns into pain that doesn't feel like a knife It doesn't feel the a stabb but it feels the the biggest stabb in the back. I'm not the same person you once know there's a lot of **** that has changed and no it's not for the better you should be scared because the stabb wound in my hand hurts but I don't mine it... I can barly move it and it doesn't bother me. I'd rather be stabbed in the hand and take injury to me body than take your ******* **** and a famous pop punk band once said "we are never ganna be the same again, burry me I'm not your friend."
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
Damage
You're amazing but I find myself lost I find myself inept to the possible nature Of itself I find myself in the midst of Whell Either I till miles for you But there isn't any seed But I will grow from this But you are amazing. But I have nothing for you
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Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
Amaze
a spell is broken they stopped the whell of the mill planets witnessed stars are gone is there waiting miracle I don't know a story previously
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Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
PREVIOUSLY
I like you Whell like you Ya Like you Don't look like that Well... Yep that's all i had to say
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
to whom i like