What the hell is happening?
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Poem by me..
Beautiful Poison
Must this stabbing in my stomach continue?
Surely I can make it stop,
but do I want to?
The sharp acrobatics
beating time in my abdomen,
are symptoms of you
in my life.
But the symptom of life,
without you,
is death.
4/20/11
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