27Mar/100
A Poem: Pain Without Bleeding
So yeah. Darker, right? And emo too.
The pain grows stronger.
And the heart aches more.
The wound is ethereal,
No scar mars the flesh,
Though the agony is knives.
A scalpel in a madman's hand
Could do no more damage
Than an unkind word from you.
Emo. Wheee.