Without him
I am dull and dry
peeling at the edges
ill equipped
to pull back dead layers
and reveal the soft
sultry substance
inside.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Peeling
Posted by Athena at 10:53 AM 2 comments
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My Poetry
Without him
I am dull and dry
peeling at the edges
ill equipped
to pull back dead layers
and reveal the soft
sultry substance
inside.
Posted by Athena at 10:53 AM 2 comments