The corpse is love
By ashrain
these words
shards and shambles
on a dusty floor
overdone
trite
and pointless
echoes calling out
onto deaf ears
we scream
hands soaked in the blood
the corpse is love
raped and bloody
dead on the ground
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Copyright 2005 ashrain
Published on Sunday, May 29, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, July 20, 2005, Saint_Reaper
(200) wrote:
wow, sorta short but still kicks ass...