Diary of a break up. And breakdown., What we say to one another Take the wound Posted by mentalexotica on January 31, 2014August 8, 2014 I know hurt Like fingers know a paper cut, Like a femur in two, Like raw skin on fire. I know what it is to miss you, Beloved And I swear, I will take the wound every time. Share:EmailPrintTweetShare on TumblrMorePocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related