Category : Poems

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I won't be a price again
For anyone to pay.

I know my ass is damaged
And I know that's how I'll stay.

My darkness isn't baggage
I cant check in at some claim counter.
I can't if I wanted to
It doesn't work that way.

I've stared at me enough to know
I've gotten really real even if 
I've spoken with insanity.

Some souls never heal
Some the broken ones don't have anything to fix theirselves with

Some wounds will always bleed
I refuse to cut another
And some blades my soul needs.