Essence (Confessions) In The AirA Poem by MarlenaWings and scars and skin and hair, all these things, floating in the air.There’s feathers floating in the air Soft plush stars, ripped from tender skin Wings and scars and skin and hair All these things, floating in the air They’re an aroma of life around you Pieces of broken angels and replicas of hate Certain things will never change, that is true But they’ll always be in the air, parts of you. Last mornings and sleepless nights Ending with mortal fear and sweating bodies Painful pins and loving needles, fires to ignite Laugh it off, smile away, a cutter’s own delight Just remember who you’ll be When you don’t sleep tonight. © 2010 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on February 25, 2010 Last Updated on February 25, 2010 AuthorMarlenaNYAbout-What's there to know? It's obvious why I'm here, that's all you need to get it.- more..Writing
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