aah, it burns, your lashes are fierce,
i writhe and scream in pain.
i have not yet been slain,
i shan't die in vain.
aah, the lashes are so cruel and relentless,
the grooves are stained with blood.
i fall to the ground with a thud,
vomiting bloody cud.
aah, stop the lashes and have mercy,
the pain is beyond compare,
betray you, how i dare?
Spare.....
My struggle with depression and life after love, knowing now, that the days of innocence have expired...Moving on after pain, with some hope, and a little wisdom
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Letter to RAD - Take 3
hello, it’s been a few days since we last texted, and i’ve been reflecting on what you said. while i agreed with a few things, there were ...
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the dark parts - i tried to hide them, then treat them but in the end, i realized i’d have to live with them
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you’re not your cv or your waistline you’re not your parents or your sun sign you’re not your promotions or the money you make you’re just t...
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the bridge is broke between your hope and my reality the last hour spent on my lament yet you show no mercy
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