REMUS:
Saturday, July 2, 2011
words:
your words slit my wrists
like a knife
dipped in shattered glass
crimson liquid flood the floor
and stained the tiles
our lives were built upon
it poured like a waterfall
till there was no more
left to give
nothing within me,
anyway.
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