A Pain Like Fire
a pain like a fire in my blood...
itching and burning me within..
consuming all rational thought...
till i weaken to the sin...
to everyone else im on a high...
lies spilling through my lips..
like the blood running down my thigh...
a testiment upon my hips...
patterns of my pain...
my skin a reddend mesh...
symbols of my souls torment...
carved in blood and flesh...
i carry on as normal...
hiding all my pain...
silently screaming through my smile..
slowly going insane...
i hide my wounds and my scars..
there mine and mine alone...
tokens of whats wrong inside...
deep within the bone...
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