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Tags: Emo, Dark


Submitted:Jun 4, 2010    Reads: 61    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

Haus of Emo

I'm tired of thinking and you say you love me so give me pain; the offspring of sin. Let me feel it till the point where I can't breathe.

Give me life…

Names hurt and they cut deeper than any blade. Why do you think it's natural to hurt me but I can't hurt myself? You're sorry and you were just playing? Let me bleed and we shall play.

So I can feel alive…

In your mind you're trapped by delusions of grandeur so you think you control me but you don't. I'm done piecing together my heart for you to break. Never again will I cry. So instead, I will trade you my blood for your tears.

The perfect release…


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