Wednesday, March 30, 2011

today

choking with tears,
gagging with anger.
i closed my eyes,
a frigid heart mourns.
the scent of ink on my skin
on a deliriously languid afternoon.
searching for someone to talk to
has never been hard.
how pitiful

2 comments:

  1. You still dare to share
    To everyone, we do stare
    At your words, with care

    Smile. :-)

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  2. thanks. but written words are all im good at. nevertheless smile smile! :P

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