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It's gnawing. . .
right in the pit of stomach, it burns
and twist incisively in... and out
my hollow in my heart is stinging
from the empty thought you throw at me...
it is tearing and tattering
from the blank words you throw at me.
It's gnawing. . .
right in the pit of my shattered heard. . .
it itches and punctures every angel is can reach..
its stabbing the sored patches of my heart
It's gnawing. . .
from the pain you throw at me...
It's gnawing. . .
from pain you hurled at me
It's killing me..
- by C a n ii B u l |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/16/2010 |
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- Title: Its Gnawing. . .
- Artist: C a n ii B u l
- Description: this is peoms and my current mood if you like, plz comment and rate thank u!
- Date: 06/16/2010
- Tags: gnawing sadromance
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