Category: trauma

I asked for it

Would you hurt me
If I asked you to…

This Game

You and I face each other weapons in hand fate tied at the wrist And as the blood pumps and rushes what’s left to think about? I’m faster than you and the blade cuts into flesh Spilling your heart out onto the floor. Photo…

Witness

She took you away. To fill her head and I held you close. You’re crying. And I’m dying and I don’t have any more to give. Except my life for you. So remember that day when the sky turned golden and the earth spilled…

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