vibrations sizzle,
skin curls, rolls
electricuted
eyes still sizzle
cringing at the drop of blood
the memory that was clear
is now completely gone
just as I am taken over
by the hurt and dessertion
the blood i shed,
no tears.
the wounds i carry
I bled down to my knees
in soul and in mind
the frozen frame of mind
stands alone
inside
and I become taken over
by the hurt and dessertion
the bloodd i shed,
no tars
the wounds i carry
are just reminders
for traces best left forgtten
how did our paths become entwined?
we've never met but it feels I known you all my life, maybe here,
or in a life before me....
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