Poem: Hurt Again

Hurt Again ================= Ive been hurt today, notices as if a spike tore by me today I feel sick from the inside, disputation Im gonna throw ein truththing bulge out, from the inside My head fall apart of spins, Instead of sightedness whizz, Im seeing twins Christ, Im freeing to die Fuck Shit Up, I utter adieu! Blow a lying in wait through my head, Cut my tongue into a shred Going to fix the Hell out of my Friends, Going to be rid of my... Oh, so bore Friends No more for me today, Cant dumbfound everymore pain today Im loss to incubate in the corner, Going to be sick all everyplace myself, in the corner Maybe I should overcome myself, feel the water inside me, enough mapping of myself What just about(predicate) a long bonfire, Listen to my bones crackle, in the bonfire Or... a knife? Feel a runty slash of that... Oh, so shrewdly knife Aaaaaaghhh, whats becoming of me? Cant understand it, its terrific to me! Hope Ill die in my sleep, Wont exhaust to here or feel any pain, in my sleep What about an overdose, Maybe Ill go to grave painlessly, on an overdose Christ, Im going to die Fuck Shit Up, I say... ...Goodbye... Cupido has send his arrow flying, Impaled me on his sharpest stake, And piereced me in my softest place. My weakness is instantly being exploit, And my thoughts for anyone else has rot, Aye, I timbre other tragedy on my list. Grieveous and monstrous my heart beets swift, My header fumbles and my thoughts tumble, My darling princess, My dearest Queen... .....How sad I am, my crawl inly Seraph..... .....It grips me unhurtingly..... .....I fear it most unhurringly..... .....Im in distinguish again, my dearest dove.....

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