(Quivering.)A Poem by xXxCynicalWarsxXx
It has been the maggots call.
She held my hand like thorns do, Strung my skin to her needle, And stitched me back to you. She held on tightly, Making sure she left gaps For her precious infestation And said in hymns: 'I'm in love too.' © 2013 xXxCynicalWarsxXx |
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Added on January 17, 2013 Last Updated on January 17, 2013 Author
xXxCynicalWarsxXxAboutI am only the girl you see. My mind is caves and roads of red. My heart is generous and yes, Who am I without scars? I have my secrets. I have my songs I play and sing. Mostly, I have just my in.. more..Writing
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