Cosy's Poems: Deceit

Sunday, April 10, 2005

Deceit

Deceit Grave deception, Filtering my head. Numbing, unable to speak, Tongue tied, Face flushing red. The pain seeps, Cutting through. Deep wounds, Stripping the flesh, Leaving me nude. Horrific sight! Whoring yourself with another. Brittle strand of our promise severs. White linen tarnished, By... Sign in to see full entry.

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