raw, red flesh twist and twist
wring and wring itself to large spots of
purple bruises, blue veins stood gasping
and gasping, fighting for its right
it's supreme right to carry air, yellow walls
retch and retch grey, lending pink
temporary dominance.
Hopeless Romantic. Grounded Realist. Jaded Cynic.Indignant Sputtering of A Recalcitrant Insomniac
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Posted by Sakura Kira Hikari at 11:46 AM
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