Frenzic Habits.

Frenzic Habits.

A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx

If I make a scene,
I hope no one gets to see it like I do;
Shards of violent actions in my arms,
Tied up by black rope.
I remember it well.

© 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx


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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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