veinsA Poem by DarkArtz 0703sad truthveins are like rivers, in the end they all run dry, hurt is like sinners, and the crimson tears they cry, depression is like a permanent sting, a sting that wont go away, heartbreak like a doll on some string, losing control of what to say, love is like a drug, though people think it but a game, your lost and needing a hug, my love for you is strong like a flame © 2017 DarkArtz 0703Reviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 27, 2017 Last Updated on July 27, 2017 AuthorDarkArtz 0703AustraliaAboutpeople judge what they cant handle. I judge what I can't help. every second was painful enough... but to relive it.... it kills me. Mother of two boys one in heaven and the other with me more..Writing
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