2am ramblingsA Poem by Blut Gemalt Rosen
when the darkness of the room feels oddly secure
and it's the place that i prefer the madness slowly bubbles within and slowly comes that evil grin liking to bleed is my largest vice and losing my sanity is the biggest price emotional pain starts fading away and just a few scars shows the price to pay on a night like this it would feel so nice to fall back into that dark vice if i truly thought and would dare if no one knew would they care? © 2013 Blut Gemalt Rosen |
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Added on July 30, 2013 Last Updated on July 30, 2013 AuthorBlut Gemalt RosenLynn Haven, FLAbout**PLEASE REVIEW MY WRITINGS- WOULD APPRECIATE IT** Welcome to my personal corner of hell... the darkest and most insecure parts of my jumbled, fragile, mind- which include anything from brain vo.. more..Writing
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