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A Chapter by Brenda Woods

break me
tear me down
over and over

send chills down my spine
stab knives through my heart
mark me, bruise me
claw and scrape at my flesh

break me---
until there's no fight left

tell me those pretty lies;
i'll let myself believe them


© 2015 Brenda Woods


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Brenda Woods
Brenda Woods

Auckland, New Zealand



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19 year old costume student. I love costumes, cosplay, music and writing. Flute player since 2005, I also play piccolo, guitar and ukulele. Most of my writing tends to be poetry or lyrics/songwriting,.. more..