AbuseA Poem by BrittBratBroski
I look down and I am in a pool of my own blood. I look up and you are holding the knife. I look at you and you are bleeding too. I look behind you and someone else is holding a gun. The cycle stops with me.
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Added on February 21, 2018 Last Updated on February 22, 2018 AuthorBrittBratBroskiMDAbout23. ESFP. On a journey of self-discovery. Thank you for visiting my profile! I have been writing here and there since I was 16 years old. I made this account on Feb 20, 2018 to not only upload old .. more.. |

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