[+]:Cuts and Crosses:[+]
Cuts and crosses, blood and stains.
Burns and brakes, stones and shame.
Cut me. Stain me. Burn me. Brake me.
Am I a toy to you?
But a figure of your imagination,
I am a real person, look, poke me and you will see.
Make me cry and want to die and feel naught but pain.
The pain you bring to me is like no other.
Pain thats not from my heart or my head but from my body
Pain you bring, pain and agony.
Stains on me. Bruises tucked away, left there for another day.
Scars upon my body, look what you have done.
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~~Akara~~
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