I'm not cazy or any thing but this is my idea of pain I'm 16 years old and new to this game.. this is called THE PASSAGE
On funeral roses thorn's a newborn's spongy skin Relaxes rigidly limber.
A tear envolped by the darkness that surrounds it, Slides depositting a trail frozen in seconds.
Sown on weak tender skin thick pins which flow painfully unyielding in the icey breeze......
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.
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