up in her guts.A Poem by PassingdazeSpilled guts on cold pavement. A split-second acts of bravery. It comes and goes in an instant. As reality fades, the miracles begin.
Slow acting poison distorts my vision. I can barely see the moon as it mocks me. No one can hear my last words. Silence grips me, I fall asleep at last. © 2010 Passingdaze |
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Added on May 6, 2010 Last Updated on May 6, 2010 AuthorPassingdazeBlacksburg, VAAboutI am 34 years old. I live in Southwest Virginia. I am a musician and I also love to write and read poetry. I especially enjoy strange and deeply personal writing. To my friends on this site: Please re.. more..Writing
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