As the sharp point penetrates the skin
Warm blood rushes from the wound
Like Pandora's box
Evil runs a trail along side innocence
Cleanliness merges with filth
There's no explanation for the scar
That will soon form from the weakness
Constant reminder
Of pain and suffering
Re-surfacing when irritated and
Disturbed
Never will it be covered
Or cleaned
For as the sharp point penetrates skin
Warm blood will rush from
The wound
[to be continued]
Sunday, October 01, 2006
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1 comment:
i love what you have.... but i want more. it feels like you need more elaboration or something.
xoxoxo
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