How Strange...A Poem by RainbowFlames
my ligaments are torn,
my mind is bewildered, my face is in need of a cleansing. i call to thee, the sir who wears his soul on is face, and his amorality in is eyes. i can hardly remember, therefore, i barely forget.
© 2011 RainbowFlames |
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