Broken Bones & Snow White FleshA Poem by PassingdazeI am staring at her dead body, It is white as snow.
I've locked away her pictures, But I can never escape her eyes.
These thoughts consume me, Her memory is eternal.
I am staring at her dead body, It is white as snow. © 2010 Passingdaze |
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Added on June 4, 2010 Last Updated on June 4, 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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