Words
Cutting
Blades
I feel pain
A smile silhouetted in a blood red curse
forced matyrdom
when I only wanted a selfish happiness
Words
Decapitating
Tools
I see your grief
A shadow dissolving in a flood of tears
abused trust
something you bear heavily on your shoulders
Dear YZ....
be brave and hang in there, ok.
you are a fine gal and no one should doubt that except for those blind in the heart.
25 September 2004
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