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Bruise Me
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
Bruise me black and blue Bruise me like you always do I have no red heart it's bruised inside and out I can't smile like I used to, the reason ..
No One
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
I have memories more cold than warm, they inflict the worst harm. To the dissapearence of a friend, to the beating that lead to my end. I'm ..
You Loved Me Once
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
Hate boils beneath the skin red anger hidden within you point fingers and blame me i hate how you hate you dont realize the pain i can..
Smile
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
Through the good and bad sometimes you never know what you have. When they go out of there way to make you have a better day When they say ..
Kiss Thy Devils Lips
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
Kiss thy lips drip ruby red taste so seductive better than merlot addictive to bite sigh with delight the temptation for more power g..
Sliced
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
your heart in a blender your lover pressed pulse now your left with mush you've been cut down you've been sliced now your broken pieces of life..
This Cup Of Tea
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
This cup of tea is not for me I was told to then "quit drinking" This cup of tea is so sweet to me I was told to then "qui..
Who am I?
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
The question echoes throughout the mind struggling to be found Who am I? does anyone know because I sure don't Who am I? what do i have to ..
My Asylum
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
Stuck inside my head Screaming at my walls Confined from the inside with an isolated heart that hardly beats I'm stuck in this asylum of consta..
Adrenaline
A Poem by
Christina Braceros
numbs the pain fear coursing through my veins i can't hear what you say addicted to what doesnt make sense as my body doesn't tense let it slip..
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