The AbscessA Poem by The Lost ThemesA friend forever lost to the disease.Candles burn folded foil Wax Drips. Carbon smudged on her thighs potential unrealized. (She is) Too high to open her eyes. California dreams Incognito Carmen San Diego Suspect Red ruby of true beauty the abscess Dirty mouth. Bathroom. Finger nails. Needles. Breeding Parasites. Fragile Rusted ribcage protects what's left of a broken heart. Razor blade miscarriage. Courage. She departs catatonic paradise. © 2015 The Lost ThemesAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorThe Lost ThemesRVAAboutGreetings! I like: Movies (but not those) Books (but not that) Music (but not ToTo, well that one song is okay...actually they gotta couple of good songs.) Animals (but not furbies) Jokes .. more..Writing
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