Is it too much of a wish? To be held by you?
Is it such a shame that I'm compelled by you?
I might be going insane but at least I'm aware,
I realized it when i felt you and you weren't here.
I kept my heart protected in a metal fist,
Now it lays melted wherever you exist.
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Eyes Bleed Gold
PoetryIncomplete history on century old stones, I decided to fill the voids with my own skin and bones. ...... Thoughts too complicated to say untwisted.
