Black Tumor.

Black Tumor.

A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx
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09-07-2012

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There's a blister on my brain.
It's bothering me.
Maybe if I scratch it, it'll go away,
And maybe if I love it enough,
It'll go away just like you did:
Slow and calm but leaving a scar
I helped to create all along the way.

© 2012 xXxCynicalWarsxXx


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Added on September 7, 2012
Last Updated on October 16, 2012

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I am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..

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