Wellness.A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx
I don't take pride in becoming nothing.
Emotion sickness and carbon cuts, I choke on my pride when I ask for help. I have to train myself to shut up. I can't tell you anything anymore. You worry and become angry. I'm sorry. But you really shouldn't care about me. © 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx |
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Added on May 16, 2013 Last Updated on May 16, 2013 AuthorxXxCynicalWarsxXxAboutI 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..Writing
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