FantasyA Poem by Paige
I want to rip the skin off of every single place you touched,
Cleanse my body of the damage you have done. I'm worried that nothing will every be the same, Losing your love has driven me insane. Your scent, your touch, your smile, your heart, Damn you to hell for tearing me apart. Because these wounds feel everlasting, I may never heal. Sometimes I wish you were never real. © 2019 Paige |
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Added on July 12, 2019 Last Updated on July 12, 2019 |