A cut so neat and precise, easily worthy of any trained surgeon appeared on her wrist, as she felt the blade sink in to her soft, warm freshly tanned skin she turned her head to face him. Her jaw slowly sank, her eyes seemed quite different to how they normally look, no sparkle, you could… Continue reading death-mistakes and regrets
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death-mistakes and regrets
A cut so neat and precise, easily worthy of any trained surgeon appeared on her wrist, as she felt the blade sink in to her soft, warm freshly tanned skin she turned her head to face him. Her jaw slowly sank, her eyes seemed quite different to how they normally look, no sparkle, you could… Continue reading death-mistakes and regrets
Deluded Metaphor To You
I’m alone in this tiny room, writing again. My mother’s telling me to go to bed, but I’m not listening. Who cares if it’s gone midnight? It’s not my fault she can’t appreciate the night. Night is when all creativity flows. Why waste it with sleep? Dreams are nothing, dreams hurt. I dreamt of you… Continue reading Deluded Metaphor To You