Sunday, May 02, 2010

Piercing

Pain burns in torrid, tense throbs
blood boils from all the surges
in tear filets upon the heart,
sobs never ease the agony,
no cure found in medicinal thoughts.

Tomorrow soft, tender moments
will be a balm of vows,
but they will be suddenly disrupted,
by the knife of self infliction's guilt stabs,
slasher victim, no police report filed.

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