Poetic terrorism
Your words hit me like a thousand knifes falling from the skyDarker than the night ahead
Pushes me into a deep hole
Why you hate me
I do not know
I just wished you hit me instead
Wounds heal
But my soul will forever be damaged
All from your poetic terrorism
Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-15 at 18:19
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