Words
Swirls in the black

The WordsÂ
Like Bullets
Cold and Sharp
Piercing my thoughts
splitting my heart
streams of crimson
spreading
streaks like acid
Tracing, driving
Scarring me
Driving my heartÂ
To Blackness
My Face
Twisted and yet perfect
showing my pain
yetÂ
its only a shadow though
cause the cracks
run through me
Splitting
Cracking
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