Papercut my brain..A Poem by PPYou've got me as a voodoo doll You pierce me with a pin Ever so often You know Where it hurts the most You go for it again and again Without a thought I don't bleed 'Cos the wounds are internal The wounds are raw You never give it a chance to heal You pin me before I could feel The pain is the outcome by default Sometimes I feel You run through my heart With a sharp dagger And Paper cut my brain So that I am left to think and feel In utter disorder.. © 2014 PPReviews
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Added on April 27, 2013Last Updated on February 27, 2014 AuthorPPLeeds, United KingdomAboutRead between the lines, Cos I don't talk straight. I might intrigue you/ confuse you/ cross you I might love you/ appreciate you/ addict you Depends on my mood of the day! more..Writing
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