quintessential love (injured_unicorn) wrote in poetic_diary,
quintessential love
injured_unicorn
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Bring on the pain

Chain my hands
and slash my wrists
hurt me... until i hurt no more
until there is no more space
for even a single wound
and the cascading of teardrops
could no longer bring relief
until the heart shatters
into a million, glittering pieces
and no amount of unseen bandages
could seal it back together
until the pain is too much
one more stab
wouldn't make much of a difference
until there is no more space
for bruises to fill
and nothing could make
the wounds heal anymore

go ahead...
bring on the pain...

and make me numb.
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