Brian Streb Poems

Your hands wrap around my heart.
Fingertips touching my soul.
The more I think about it
The more I lose control
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I cut my wrist and start to bleed
I never thought I could
But here I am bleeding in sarrow
You never thought I would
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I smile on the outside
But on the inside it hurts
Si I hold my breath
Till my lungs almost burst
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Now that you two are apart
I can give you back my heart
Though he thinks this isn't fair
I don't even really care
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Grab the razor
Prepare for blood
I start to cut
Because I loved
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I wait for the right moment
Then just let it all out
I cry sometimes for days
And just want to shout
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