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Crying Skin

Poetry By: leesah

Tags: Skin, Life, Control

some more stuff

Submitted:Jul 31, 2007    Reads: 138    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

I swim through
broken glass
treading and making waves
of thickening mirk
your hands stirs
the pot I am in
as there is nothing
to soothe my crying skin


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