literature

Pain

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Literature Text

My hands, my hands, they won't come clean
From these stains upon my soul.  
It leaves me not wanting to be seen.  
I've lost all of my control.  
My hands, my hands, my bleeding hands
Leave stains upon the sky.  
I scream as if from burning brands
Sanity shatters as I cry.  
This world is a cruel place.  
All I know some days is pain.  
But in this vile rat race
All I've lost becomes your gain.  
Pain scars everything it touches. Don't commit suicide. NOTE: I'm not suicidal, I just wanted to write something that expresses frustration. Constructive criticism is welcome.
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yaoi4eva666's avatar
Truly beautiful.