thanx i dont know what to call it!!!!
It would be nice if this didn’t recur.
I believe that it would be easier,
If emotions never began to stir.
Then things would be, again, as they once were.
My heart, a broken dove, a bloody mess
The scars have tingles of longing feelings
And the band aids itch, begging for caress
My knees give out, I fall into kneeling
Its jagged edges prick me as I breathe
In my exaggeration it’s past fix
I should be more careful as to unsheathe
The protective cover that hides its nicks.
If my pitiful death is coming near,
I’m sure it will be of drowning in tears.
2007-10-05
14:14:51
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