maybe
two nothings
make a something
such a pretty heart one
of those exotic beauties just
too lovely to touch ... I passed
out at the end that dark stuff working
through him I can't really remember the
eclipse that turned me inside out dashing me
on the rocks my lungs heaving with water shaking
chill shudders the rudders goose bumps in
my stomach
my stomach
2.26am, 3.12.12. © Lizarikk, All Rights Reserved
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