Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Saturday, March 17, 2018
Death is Ugly
The pain is more intense than any cut I've ever made to my flesh.
A new flavor of pain.
A new flavor of pain.
I wanted to talk about it.
Damn it.
I wanted to scream.
I wanted to yell.
I wanted to shout it to the world.
But all I could do was whisper,
'I'm fine.'
Sunday, March 04, 2018
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