Growing out from the inside,
blooms and grew,
running away and hide
away from the pain inside.
it brushes through my skin,
a deep, unforgiven sin,
creeping into my blood,
deeper it goes, deeper it hurts.
bitten by the poison,
infecting my internal organs,
my strength weakens,
my soul darkens.
the thorns of my soul...
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