Portrait of a MeltdownA Poem by Mr WhiskersLove lies on the bed killing all my pain Ripping it to shreds but it's all in vain No one cares but this one Love No one sees the markings of The past begins right now I sure wish Love knew how To heal To feel To be
Holes open under me Wrapping me up blissfully Cant move cant breath just be Cant speak or think just see All around is coloured pleasure I surround in counted measure Use my body REcycle the words Signed by local grounded birds
Eat you alive To see you bleed We both know its the only way To heal To feel To be
And continue on © 2008 Mr Whiskers |
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Added on July 18, 2008 Last Updated on December 1, 2008 AuthorMr WhiskersNew Albany, INAboutI'm 22yrs old, a redheaded female living in southern Indiana. I have a 5yr old daughter Ellie and 3yr old daughter Emma, and my life is getting better now that I have returned to the Love of my life. .. more..Writing
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