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mended skin the scars on me, your yellow shine, expanded and swollen across the plain pale flesh that regularly encases me the scars on my brain and heart, the imprints and impressions left behind by arguments by breakups by months gone by without illumination, without even the flash of lightening to expose a hint of hope amidst the darkness scars grow up the trunk of me from my toes to the tip of my crown, stretch as vines around me, at moments smothering and overwhelming sprouted down my throat and to the pit of my belly these marks scrawled upon me smoothed over everything that pained me, that broke me and finally healed me, holding me stiffly in its husk-hardened embrace. posted by anna kiss @ 2/23/2007 08:31:00 PM |
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