my, still beating, souvenir
by 
elliegator
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Posted: 21 October 2003 Word Count: 42 |
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Sever the veins
blood of self-hate and despair
for the hope
of success and acceptance
it drips from my hand
can you feel my heart beating or
have you already ripped it out?
to provide yourself
a living souvenir,
sacrificed for you.
blood of self-hate and despair
for the hope
of success and acceptance
it drips from my hand
can you feel my heart beating or
have you already ripped it out?
to provide yourself
a living souvenir,
sacrificed for you.
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