untitledA Poem by Ashley Hsometimes i ache to unearth the inky cat tails you left behind all over my heart. but theyve already been caught beneath milky finger nails ive yet to trim - i really hate my particular blood it induces brooding notions of your hands. hands and fingers hands and fingers hands and home. © 2010 Ashley H |
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Added on November 3, 2010 Last Updated on November 3, 2010 Author
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