Infinity carved into me
blood for you to see
life: my everlasting stain.
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can you see
the pain inside of me
will always be… free
Cutting Me
breathing me
seething you
all for you.
Do you See?
I am free; you are free
To be…
or–
Not to Be.
The question of pain,
of placing blame
arbitrary shame
on a plane.
We live, we burn
we never turn
ignorance not bliss
twist your wrist.
Bleed with me;
heal for real
steal pride back
fall off the track
Lay in the dirt
embrace your hurt
stand up again,
grasping my hand
Until the Bitter End.
*Dedicated to Joshua Angel*

Thank you, Sheeki. 😉
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wow..
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Wow. Thank you, Sheeki86. Are you Muslim? I am.
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