Living life lucid Is not for The faint of heart Living so lively Can quickly snuff Out your light Much too early -Kel Dayheart
Heartless
Is it considered murder If there is no body to mourn Just my ripped apart heart My body is whole But I cannot recognize The thing that was my heart -Kel Dayheart
Infliction
Uncontrollable, undeniable, anger Raises up upon me like a red film
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