Photography By Marc Hewison

Photography By Marc Hewison

Friday, 17 December 2010

darling stop confusing me with your wishful thinking hopeful embraces don't you understand? i have to go through this i belong to here where no-one cares and no-one loves no light no air to live in a place called hate the city of fear i play dead it stops the hurting i play deadand hurting stops it's sometimes just like sleeping curling up inside my private tortures i nestle into pain hug suffering caress every ache

i play dead
it stops the hurting

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