Ripped apart,
limb by limb,
shattering bones,
heart caving in.
Self mutilation,
scar after scar,
empty and hollow,
worn like tar.
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A poem for death
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Worn like tar
Ripped apart,
limb by limb,
shattering bones,
heart caving in.
Self mutilation,
scar after scar,
empty and hollow,
worn like tar.
