27-10-11, 10:18 PM
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My Mood:
Name: Epiphany
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Join Date: Oct 2011
Location: Maine
Posts: 1
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Some Poetry.
You are my savior and my curse.
You are always there when I feel hollow.
You take away my anger and sorrow.
You make me feel alive.
You help me survive.
You are my savior and my curse.
I love it when you are pressed up against my skin.
I can’t help but close my eyes and grin.
I always want you close to me,
Without you, I go crazy.
You are my savior and my curse.
You tend to damage me every time we’re close.
You kiss my skin, making beautiful, red rows.
I can’t be seen with you, people don’t understand.
They don’t realize that I always need you at hand.
You are my savior and my curse.
I’m addicted to your touch, you’re a poison.
You make me see ivory painted with crimson.
Every time a scar begins to fade,
I need you, my blade.
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