Challenge
Everyone has a deep, dark secret (or ten). Write about (one of) yours in any poetic style. You can be as specific (or as vague) as you want. Please tag me.
Cry, cut, bleed, repeat
Cry, cut bleed repeat
That's my nightly routine
Look at me, you see me smile?
I've been faking for quite awhile
No one noticed, no one cared
For me there was nobody there
Every time I've opened up
They quickly took back their love How deeply I can cut, that's my favorite game
It's the only thing that distracts me from the pain
People only care when you're dead and gone
It looks like for me it won't be that long
Cry, cut, bleed, repeat
Until there's nothing left of me
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