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Branded
Your ghostly touch like a black tattoo on my pale skin,
Those cold evil fingertips caressing my every thought,
Your mocking voice forever lingers in my dreams,
As the pain forms a scar that I can never hide.
The sound of the burning innocence echoes my screams,
As you destroyed the person I will never have the courage to be again,
The fragments and the memories are all that remain,
As this welt scalds my heart and I blame myself.
Here is another echo of the many words before,
And I once said I’d never write about you again,
But I lied, because you branded me.
Unforgettably. For eternity.
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RIP Chris 1989-2007 - hope you are in a better place where you can be at peace and not in pain. You were one cool kid mate!
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