It's Nothing

It's Nothing

A Poem by Alexis Angel
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maybe a work in progress

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Picking my fingers, my lips, my scabs until they bleed.

Watching the blood flow freely.

The sting is mild, its nothing.  Really.

 

Its better then crying…right?

© 2008 Alexis Angel


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Alexis Angel
Alexis Angel

Austin, TX



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