My bones are in pieces
My skin is in shreds
I lay my carcass down
On this coffin-shaped bed
I grip my hand tightly
And ask myself why
How did this happen?
How did I die?
Thursday, September 3, 2009
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My poetry, and other relevant writing. Love, fear, and depression are obvious topics displayed and portrayed in most pieces.
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