BoireA Poem by sea lily
'neath the tattooed eyes
blue and red, etched in ethanol outside the wind blew through the glass, branches scraped against each other. irregular heartbeats les petites pillules so lovely in their language so harmless in their words. hollow toes curling under covers i scratched at my eyes. in the emptiness of the bottle i found myself wanting. © 2009 sea lily |
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Added on February 1, 2009 Author
sea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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