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Alone


This has happened before, fighting on my own.
Self-hatred and sadness, thin marks, and bruised bone.
The urges still haunt me, I see red and relief 
The pain still controls me, that old friend, a thief.
Stealing my sanity, my strength, my progress
My brush needs a canvas ,I'll gently  caress 
I have missed you, master,  the love you have shown.
Convincing and charming, making me feel alone.

Belle Rose 











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