Annicita's Poetry, Short Stories & Thoughts: Fidget V

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Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Fidget V

Stealth is my friend Enables me to retreat Strip down Clothes in a bag I gently run my hands Over my body as a Slow stream of water...becomes carmine...then clear And the smell of copper Lingers in my nostrils Curling up in bed Reliving that fatal moment Sign in to see full entry.

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