Treasure Island

Timothy Long

(September 11 1996 / Auburn, New York)

Cutting


The pain is like a rush, it runs out the anger and sadness through the blood, the pleasure is filled from the stains, the nerves dies from the knives, laughing in death from the silence it inspires, alone the mind will die, the body will pale and dissapear like a leaf in the wind

Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013

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