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Throne of torn

Ive hurt myself today.
Stained my body with pain.
Taken whats left
Of this shattered soul.
To see if I can still feel.
I no longer know
The difference between real
And dream.
I wear this crown of pain,
This robe of lies.
The edge is red
Like a rose
With thorns.

I pul out broken bones
The floor stained with blood.
What have I become
My empire
My kingdom
Of evil
Of sorrow
I hurt myself today
To feel the pain




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Publicerad 2017-04-05 16:20



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