Like knives, like blades
I am sharp and steel
Will you hold me against your skin
You will bleed, bleed, bleed
But you’ll feel ecstasy
Trust me, you’ll be
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Tears Are My Friends
PoetryThis is a compilation of poetry and the prelude to the telling of overcoming depression and taking advantage of your own life! Nineteen year old extraordinaire Delusionally leaves behind her old delusions of incompetence for new delusions that lead...
