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Thirsty skin dull as the barren desert

Submitted:Aug 13, 2008    Reads: 119    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

Here I Lie

Thirsty skin dull as the barren desert

Your fingers gently searching for salvation

finding only blank holes for eyes

watch as they swell with life

a small oasis filled with salty tears

slowly streaming down my face

every pore quenching, feeding, searching,

for life

at last left engorged and satiated the truth begins to soak through

reaching far and deep within

you have pricked the core

Here I Lie

Half a body filled only with a thriving pool of

ignorance to appease my beating heart


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