Scraped Knee
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madamguillotine
madamguillotineAngry gay REALLY into Dead Poets Society
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Scraped Knee

I was once a child I watch the world fly by in colours I didn't understand and shapes that made me cry. That did once hinder me I learned to climb above but I fell off and scrapped my knee and that's the first time I saw blood.

My eyes did grow as did the rest of me and I learned what I now know I still can see me bleed and have from every part. But each scrape means something different now

The world's no longer scary but still upon my knees I fall I trip. I cut. I scrape. I bleed. But I shake my fist at the barren sky ask it for an answer then accuse it of lies

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