Dean Tan - Bleeding

I'm bleeding,
I'm sore,
I take this,
No more,
My muscles,
They ache,
As if an,
Earthquake,
My will,
Is a joke,
On hatred,
I choke,
Got fog in,
My eyes,
Fueled with,
Despise,
All this,
Is true,
It's because,
Of you.

Written for someone I know.

Dean Tan

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