graspingA Poem by sea lily
his eyes wide in his face,
he blinked like a deer and attacked me with vigour. all the sweetness and the charm absent from your aspect... in your grasping. hoisted me on the sink smudged my makeup and tore my dress. holes in my stockings like every pair. thumb-marks littered my wrist in bruises and marker-pen. well i stuffed your clothes in my bedroom bin, littered with toenail clippings and an empty bottle of jim. and swore, i will never again give myself like that to him. © 2010 sea lily |
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Added on October 8, 2010 Last Updated on October 8, 2010 Authorsea 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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