A Poem By Me

Feeling: bruised
**Warning!* This has been copywrighted. Stealing this poem will be punishable by law!* "Questions" If I cut away all my scars, I'll have new scars to show; To prove my eternal love; To prove I'm always yours. If I dye each day inside, It proves I love you more. If I hide away my pain, You'll never know I'm here. If I tell you all I know, If I ask When?, Where?, and How?, Will you know how much I care?; Will you feel the rage in me? If I show to you my hate, Will you know it's only love? Should I continue to love and trust, When you've recked all that I am? Will your child know your name?, Or will you care in the end? Fuck the questions! Fuck the answers! All I want is you! Fuck the pain! Fuck the passion! Our child needs you too!
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