Poem..written old-style katarina.
See you loose
and you’ll bruise and you’ll bruise
it’s the bruise that you rused
it’s the pain multiplied
the infection inside
slowly spreads til your head
hits the floor, there you are dead
thats not true, you are there
barely there
barely share
the truth; its the ruthless
insanity staying here; stakingly
waking me waking me
stop! think about it
keep thinking keep thinking
you’re sure that you’re real that your
here that your lies are at bay
stay away stay away
you’ve nothing
not nothing
no nothing
more for me to say
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