What Kills You; Helps Me Live Poem by Rodney R. Cooper
What Kills You; Helps Me Live
The wrist has been cut and the blood and soul come spilling out.But it kinda feels good.not the fact that this could kill me.But it feels like the stress and anger is coming out.And it's a bit of a rush, brings me back to life, keeps me alive...till the blood runs out.
Friday, August 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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