homicidal melodyA Poem by AlexMy skin -not my skin, slip into you, slip it off. Memories- birds broken from flight, on ground beating. Drowned breath, punctured hull �"red, all red. In sleet and snow light the match and burn. Flames like hunger, colloid fantasy consumed. © 2010 Alex |
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AlexHigh Point, NCAboutI am Alexandra. One has called me many things- - I might be all these things or none of them, it does not really matter .Your opinion of me will change with whatever expectation I will or will not ful.. more..Writing
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