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when healing begins

the knife

the drug

the peacemaker

i’d carve my life out on the clay of my soul

live by the blood i let drip fom my skin

only to put out the life through this gaping hole

and drown out the remorse i feel for my sin

 

i’ll drink in the pain

and bleed out with art

for my skin is a canvas for the frame of my heart

I live by the blood i lets drip from my skin.

one day i’ll put my blade down

but only if healing begins

 

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