Cosy's Poems: Terminal Condition

Wednesday, August 2, 2006

Terminal Condition

Consumed to the very core, worn, but none can see the knocking Repressed hatred Embedding DEEP, EMBEDDING deep, In the blood of me The disease of "guarded resentment" BITES with RAZOR sharp teeth and I bleed, and I bleed Bleed enough for the predators to tail me like a helpless piece of meat Devious... Sign in to see full entry.

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