PanicA Poem by Diana Dirvariubitter
and dry the love lies float, and sweat builds firmly, quick devote. the lace turns tightly ‘round our necks, and smooth, sharp knives leave crimson specks. © 2012 Diana Dirvariu |
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Compartment 114
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1 Review Added on December 30, 2012 Last Updated on December 30, 2012 Tags: poetry, poem, poems, writing, writer, writerscafe, panic, dianadirvariu, metaphor, terror, depression, love, short, creative Author
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