...
I see he's flawless
although my trust
is dead
and I can't hear
my mind screaming
but I hear him smile
and taste him laugh
I feel his whisper
influenced, as
he moves slowly
t'wards me
I lay senselessly
in a nail-sewn bed of violets
where my heart has
tucked me in.
Poetry by Corvus
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Written on 2006-09-24 at 20:56
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Un-sence
With blinded eyesI see he's flawless
although my trust
is dead
and I can't hear
my mind screaming
but I hear him smile
and taste him laugh
I feel his whisper
influenced, as
he moves slowly
t'wards me
I lay senselessly
in a nail-sewn bed of violets
where my heart has
tucked me in.
Poetry by Corvus
Read 695 times
Written on 2006-09-24 at 20:56
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