Friday 12 April 2013

Scarred Pale Skin.



My uncovered skin is screaming at me.
Wanting me to take a blade to it.
Holding it down hard.
Slicing through my scarred pale skin.
Rivers of blood bursting out.
Like tears drops from the monster within.
Dripping red into ruby puddles.
The evil has been released.
And calm I am once again.

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