Hurtful pains of a light touch
Scars from the past
Are you asking too much
Blood drains from the body
Groggy as if you're dreaming
Nerve damage
Nerve damage
Deadly dreading anemic
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
Nerve Damage
Hurtful pains of a light touch
Scars from the past
Are you asking too much
Blood drains from the body
Groggy as if you're dreaming
Nerve damage
Nerve damage
Deadly dreading anemic