Cossett's Poems: Horror

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Horror

The word “ tainted ” you wrote upon my face with your glass-like fingernails, while blood trailed down my cheeks Bathed in scarlet red, held down by the rails of hell On my bed, satin sheets, stained by you, cutting through my innocence with your sickness Drenched forcibly, with the stink of man, 2... Sign in to see full entry.

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