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i’ve got a winter soul and a brittle heart

no sweetness calm could stop the start

a cloud of mist begins to swell

foggy drops of quiet hell

love eternal loses me

no such thing as being free

calm my heart, caress my mind

it wont be what i wish to find

i want to run, i’ll run away

my feet are still, thoughts led astray

i want to cry, i’ll cry my eyes

bloody bruised and broken thighs

i want to die, i’ll shoot my head

thrice alive, forever dead

love me still, promise my best

love me now, trust in the rest

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savigirl14

Wow this is utterly amazing I love this poem

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