Dull, or sharp you hold my heart as you plunge in my skin, such a sense of comfort as you wash away all my hurt, false sense of self worth, I watch you register, forever my lover,forever fettered, when I'm not me I'm better,when i can't hit her I'm bitter,invasive, persuasive, cunning baffling, arms marked with trackings,emotions lacking,never smiling or laughing,life is overrated, without you by my side I hate it. Do I care, is anyone there? Why are my feelings impossible to share, so unfair, in darkness I'm stripped bare, hopelessness, with misery I'm blessed im happy there, I guess, no one can save me now. Dr-Chris Visionist
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