Sean Irvine Biography

Standing alone in the bitter silence.
A cold breeze engulfs my body and I start to shiver.
I feel so strange, There’s something different.
Cold outside but melting inside.
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I step outside of myself.
Re-evaluating myself
I handed her this power over me
The power to take me down with you.
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Let me out…
What am I?
I always dreamed of being beautiful.
Like they say “beauty is on the inside”
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Cut so deep, skin divided exposing the bone.
Who’s naked hand holds the knife?
My blood is shed, maybe for an empty promise.
But I inquire, Who’s hand is that?
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This area is killing me,
Secluded and redefining the sense in every way.
I’m trapped in my own space of dwelling.
The dieing instance of abrasive murder.
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