The blade.A Poem by Mistaken AngelI have to learn to sit with uncomfortable feelings once again..If you're the love of my life, then why do you always make me cry? I turn to a blade or knife, to tame the uncomfortable feelings inside. As the blood drips it all fades, your memories are sweet once again.
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1 Review Added on December 29, 2016 Last Updated on December 29, 2016 AuthorMistaken AngelInvercargill, Glengarry, New ZealandAboutFull of emotions, No one to hear. All I have is my paper and pen. more..Writing
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