I like it when you hit me I love it when you scream Your Cries remind me what is real My pain shows me that I can feel So come on give it to me Hate me til I bleed You have to do this for me Keep me from myself
this connection I have with writing; it feels so good when the words begin to free flow. when they are all out and in the open, I can breathe happily and satisfactorily. My source and self find alignment and I become whole again.
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