to write love on her arms
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TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS by Jamie Tworkowski Pedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just
mY dAddY
EVER SINCE MY DAD DIED SUICIDAL THOUGHTS HAVE BEEN RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND DAY BY DAY HOUR BY HOUR MY THOUGHTS TURN BITTER AND SOUR
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darkness
i am awash in blood and paintwisting trembling I wish only for deathyour soul leaves the inner thoughtthe normals all hate me for they are
trapped behind my smile
I’m in a prison I can’t escape, Battling my own nightmares, And it’s pretty clear to me, That no-one even cares, I’m sat in the
dispair
I am swimming in my own despairdripping poisoning My whole existence is a lieI'm the darkness that rules your mindi am lost and cast away
Broken Promises
Lost again amongst the broken promises, Sat upon bloodied stones, My wrists are bleeding yet again, Black Blood spilling from my bones, Skies overhead are
the blood
The blood is the lifesanguine breaking Black roses are strewn in my pathwhile I dream at the wicked nighti have a spiritual connection with brandon
souls without names
Souls Without Names
The fires of Hell burn bright
In the middle of the night
Waiting for an angel to fall
No hope of salvation at all
A poor lost












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