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Bleed Me Out


I don't normally write,

things that mean and things that dont.

But to be incredibly honest,

I feel I should even when I won't, say just how I feel. cause its weak. to speak outloud. of things i cant and things I should. change within a part of me. that stands too tall for eyes to bleed. me out.

A quiet, seldom scream and shout.

A hurt so earth it makes me heavy.

A wish to prematurally. let it out. To focus on the bleed me out.

And fix a faulty fallen fling, for many words can start with F.

Like fire, fag, and fuck. Just of the worse. to be my luck. to swear at times I should'nt.

But take this razor. cut me open. Watch red coil round  pale skin. And bleed me out.

Im sorry Chris.

 

 

I don't normally write.

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