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A Poem by Wraith.

Chronic depression infiltrates like august air

blood turned sour

Cut the wire

watch it draining out

I'm murmuring to myself when I've drank too much

screamed from my eyes

snippets of veins into the shape of a heart

© 2015 Wraith.

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Added on December 9, 2015
Last Updated on December 9, 2015

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Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom

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“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..