cutting is the way i cry
bleeding until i die
its how i cope
tear me open
so you can see
all the pain you give to me
dream of hopeless love
sent from heavenly above
it was never real
the way i truely feel
i really thought you cared
think all that we could of shared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Yes! Well said. Absolutely right! Let us love all and serve all!