knifes i can feel get stabbed in my back
after so many fights my eyes are black
emotionally, physically, mentally drained
its like my mind likes putting me through pain
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Art of the Finest! (A collection of poems by Me!)
PoetryWhat's there to explain? It's a bunch of poems. Some are supposed to seem depressing and some just end up that way. Maybe someday I'll learn how to happiness :) but for now i'll just continue exposing the true emotions of our broken world
pain
knifes i can feel get stabbed in my back
after so many fights my eyes are black
emotionally, physically, mentally drained
its like my mind likes putting me through pain
