How Strange...

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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I really liked this, thoughtful and original

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Added on February 14, 2011
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