The pain of this life has taken my soul
Empty pain fills my inner being
Leaving without a true destination
Giving up and starting over
As I descend into my final peace
I sop to live my moment of glory
I will be remember by my flesh
Forever I will be loved by my scars.
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THE DEATH OF ME
PoetryPoetry about my dark, twisted past. Warning: This collection of poems contain topics such as: self harm, suicide, and self hate. Do not read if you are easily triggered by such things. If you are triggered easily, please try one of my other stories...
