colors

by painnevrends
dark darkness the kind to dream about the wish of numbness devot of hurt midnight blue the times with hope of times to come times to dream shimmering shade cool, unfeeling thing emotionless sharp relief from hurt sapphire twilight the calming down unwinding from within that makes things seem right
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your words are as a window into a past i had thought to be forgotten. i read all your entries and wished there were more.

by which i mean to say: hello.
-matt
Honestly, I don't mean to be rude. I have to ask though, Do you cut yourself? The poem seemed to reflect as if you did. If you do, it's honestly none of my business, but I'm still going to ask.

*Still like the poem, and I agree with the whole, if you're here to leave nasty comments, fuck off cuz people do it to me all the time.*
lol aw. ok