
| Pretty red trees
Author: forbidden passion falling deeper into the wound, voids, they crave existence
Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Angst - Words: 235 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-05-05 - id: 1931843
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AN: I had a happy Angry day today! Bleh here ya go.
One more word
Just one more
And I'll shatter
Into a million tiny pieces
Pieces that can't be put together
Pieces I don't want back together.
If it was meant that way
I wouldn't have shattered in the first place
Silence threatens the secrets
To much time alone
Leads to crimson parties
The only time I can be myself
The only time.
Falling deeper into the wound
Voids.
They crave existence
They crave they say
They crave they say
Grasp my arm with a death grip
No pun intended
Whisper guilt to my shame
Shame the guilt that lingers
What a pretty color
Bloody fingers
Sit still
It will only hurt for a minute
Forever they crave
Blood thirsty
With a vengeance
It will get better this
It will get better that
Tell me when it's better
I'll be hanging in my closet
For safe keeping
Swaying side to side
Like trees
Pretty red trees
Leaves falling rapidly to the floor
Tell the world
Tell the world.
Of the quiet rivers
Silent on the hard wood
Cold to the touch now
Was once warm like your wrist
Be careful with the mop
It's hard to wash blood out.
Smile, ear to ear
Time for spring cleaning
Start with my closet
It holds a surprise for you.
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