Your words are spoken, trying to stand strong but im too weak and broken.
Taking each blow to the heart and head, that will soon stop because I am dead.
You regret me, I know you do, you just dont have a clue.
Even if I am blood you would end my life without shedding a tear flood.
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A very powerful and dark write my friend Gabriella, your pen flows well with the ink from the dark side. Thanks for sharing this write of yours. I look forward to reading more from you in the future. 'Keep on inking the Pages' ~~~Poison~~~