ScarsA Poem by MisterMistyEyed
wrists and blades
made mates for life swallowing painkillers against self induced pain mutilated skin but no one can see the wounds that were carved inside of me © 2016 MisterMistyEyed |
StatsAuthorMisterMistyEyedBelgiumAboutI just started writing (in english, wich isn't my first language. I'm beginning with poems, maybe later some short stories. Criticism is always welcome! more..Writing
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