Nov
28
2002

Words hurt me, don’t you know

Those words you speak

They cut so deep

Falling from your ruby lips

Like feathers

weightless

so inexplicably soft–

You speak to me

Your tone is light

But your words hurt me

Slicing me to the bone

letting me bleed out

my last memory

is of you.

A bit of Slam poetry for the moment. p0r /|_| r0||||y. . . .

Derringer Meryl [Bleed me] out

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