Tattoo.A Poem by LilithEach one tells a story, it shows you where I have been or where I will be in the years to come.Skin, delicate and soft The needles pierce, ink flowing like rivers of senseless
pain Only leaving you wanting more, just one more stroke of an artist’s
hands, Buzzing all around, making your body shake with anticipation
as ink ceases to flow Thinking out loud or secretly if the artist captured the
painting just as you imagined in your mind’s eye, Only to reveal the true raw emotions of the skin, a shield or
a life’s story one can never tell, The many different hues and shapes that make a soul stand
alone in the vast majority of man kind To wipe away the ink left behind, like long forgotten
memories that brought pain or happiness This is me, my soul and all. © 2012 Lilith |
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3 Reviews Added on August 11, 2012 Last Updated on August 11, 2012 AuthorLilithLebanon, MOAboutGreetings. I am Lilith. I am a college student. Behavioral Science being my major. Psychology is an interest of mine. If you would like to know anymore, feel free to message me. more..Writing
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