Sharp claws
Tear me to bits
Ferociously
There's no end
To this hell
Each slash
Breaks my will
Breaks my soul
Little flames
Slowly burning
Every piece
That's left
It's eating at
Me physically
Me psychologically
Now I'm just
Little pieces
Burnt ashes
And no one cares
The wind blows
Hard and fast
And I'm just
Swept away
Into nothingness
Author notes
ARG.
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Comments
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PIXIE TAG!!
I am here to visit your poem and touch it with my love
and say "Hello from the Enchanted Realm!"
I am delighted to meet you and now it is YOUR turn to visit another poet from the Realm and Pixie Tag that person's poetry. 
Please?


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Sounds like something I'd write, That's never a good sign sis. but it's a great piece and I love it.




