This poem is about cutting.

You have become so tired.

You have pure hatred in your heart.

Your words were poison.

Nothing can describe this feeling.. .

The higher you think you are, the more you think you must do.. .

Have you ever felt the rush, to be alone, to hide from society, but felt lost from within.

The darker side of passion flares with all the lust and pain it can bring one who cannot break away….

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