Self-Injury: A Struggle

Gallery of Pain: The Tainted Kitten by Tainted Kitten

By Tainted Kitten
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Tags: tainted kitten, poetry, poem

The night chills cold
and turns blood to ice.
You don't care.
No, don't pretend anymore.
I've revealed you, laid bare your bones
and left your flesh massacred.
This is me, why can't you accept that?
Feel the press of the thorn,
the slash of the blade.
Do you feel my pain?
How about now?
Now that my claws tear into you,
My teeth rip your sanity apart.
I am the tainted one,
the venomous feline.
I am your death.
What did I do?
I was so in love with you...

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