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Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Sometimes when I look at you, I wish I could draw a knife across your face.
Trace the scars across your wrist, across your heart, and watch it drip into the sink.
I'll draw a ruby red smile across your mouth, to mimic the lies you whisper against my breast.
And see it all washed away.

Mused by Sukunami Taka around 12:14 PM

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