Cut
I cut myself when you say no.Don't you see how much you mean to me?your words cutlike a knife upon fresh skin.Making a fresh wound too lickjust like the predator you are.Your a predator of uncertian love.I hope you like the poem its about someone in my life Later, Brat Written November 25th, 2001 © on Nov 25 2001 06:21 AM PST 0 • 8
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"I cut myself when you say no.Don't you see how much you mean to me?your words cutlike a knife upon fresh skin.Making a fresh wound too lickjust like the predator you are.Your a predator of uncertian love.I hope you like the poem its about someone in my life Later, Brat..."