Can I rip my heart to pieces?
And throw each piece away?
Can I tear my body up?
Oh lord I'm going astray.
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Can I shut my eyes forever?
And let them embrace the darkness?
Can I cut my ears and bury them?
Oh lord I'm conquered by madness.
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Can I lock my feelings in a bottle?
And smash them till they're no more?
Can I murder my own mind?
Oh lord I can't fight the storm till I reach the shore.
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Can I let my tears flow?
And let the blood drip down my cheeks?
Can I scream till my throat is parched?
Oh lord I am weak.
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Can I run away from this haunted prison?
And drain my soul of its power?
Can you kill this insane devil?
Oh lord, I can see it on the mirror.
|| RidzFameen ♥ ||
(Don't ask me what inspired me to write that poem. Hope it's....nice? :P)
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Bleeding words (Poetry)
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