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Con Clave

Poetry By: redsoxocd

"locked with a key"

Submitted:Mar 26, 2010    Reads: 74    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Con Clave

Wring around my wrist

Black and Blue

Hidden in my pocket

Hiding it to protect you

Circle on my arm

Enflamed with heat

Stinging from your touch

So close for you to reach

Bruise upon my thigh

As big as a fist

Its wasn't your fault

Just my stupid lips

Blood dripping down my chest

Razor in my hand

Tears falling from my eyes

As I succumb to your demands


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