Friday, September 7, 2012

A Terrible Gift



Sufficient I have become
Sufficient on my own
Adore at your own risk
Liberated I have worked hard
Liberated to none
Attach yourself with caution
Apathetic I am now numb
Apathetic to emotion
Your tears move me to nausea

I wear the skin of hell
Flip the tongue of a theft
A muted thud fuels my veins
Choice beating heard by your trampled bouquet

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