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Your words are like glass
Contributed by
colaalone
on
Friday, 21st April 2006 @ 01:01:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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The glass cuts my face
lacking exponential grace.
Trembling fingers smear the red,
as blood seeps under jagged, bitten nails
gnawed down to
models of their former selfs.
Serrated ideas expressed
upon anxious fingers,
awaiting everything you say.
Copyright ©
colaalone
... [
2006-04-21 13:01:12] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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