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HakodaSpade

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As I reach for you, the addiction only becomes stronger, as I feen for your cold touch, the thoughts become clear. Your cold touch stings my skin, tearing the flesh. Ripping my heart out, like a page from a open book. Do I need the pain of your touch? Yes, do I want to leave you? No. Avoyding you, is like avoyding the cold air in a frezer. Between the fine lines of veins, and skin from flesh, the tight clench of my fist around your handle, is a bitter-sweet love. Grip the handle, dig the blade, watch your pain, leave your vein. It's cold blade will kiss you skin, with such a beautiful pain, you'll crave more. The addiction of seeing the knife
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Dying on the inside crying on the out, only a few people know what she's really about. All the sadness and pain, anger and frustration. The days pass by like the clouds, floating in the sky. The birds sing in happiness, the people laugh and smile, this little girl does too, but only for awhile. The singing is of sorrow, the smile is of the pain, the laughter is of the once happy girl, now crying and in pain. The knife cuts her skin, ever so deep, but she can't hold the feelings, that hurt her, dying underneath. The nightmares of the day when she first lost the happiness, haunt her mind as she lives her daily life. The weeping of her sorrow, l
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I'm just a lie, a shattered heart, a broken smile. Ignorant, in pain, and a remorseful cry. Blood cascade like a waterfall from my pale flesh, skin mapped with bruises, smile full of lies, glued to this face. Delicate flower, touched by love, blown away by hate. Will this once strong mountain, now a  weak boulder, crumble away...to nothing more then a pebble...?..Hear the voice, of a remorseful cry, deep in the woods, lying in wait...only to die. These hands, that helped many,  now out streched in the dark...waiting for the help..this girl..so despratly needing it. Hearing the crys, hearing the agony, hearing the voice of many wounded hearts,
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Thank you so much for the watch! :D I really appreciate it.
Thank you so much for the watch :heart: :iconspazhugplz: ;P
Your quite welcome <3
Thank you for the :+fav:!
Thanks for the fave <3
thanks for the fave~