Crack, goes my back.
Broken for good.
Bleeding for eternity.
Tears rolling down my face.
I'm broken for good.
Nothing can un-break this heart.
Nothing can.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Trust is a word I don't know.
Pain is tattooed onto my face.
Rejection is my lifestyle.
It kills me like a poison.
Slowly.
All I can do now is cry.
Cry everything away.
Cry away the blood.
Cry away the hate.
Cry away the pain.
Cry away the rejection.
All I can do now is cry.
1 comment:
I love you chaz.
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