Rotates

By leluna

On the edges of the straps, the skin is purple and blue. Glimpses of green and yellow from previous episodes. She rotates her wrists, the pain is an old comfort. She doesn't clearly remember why she is here this time. She rotates her wrists. Therapy doesn't help. She waits for the right medication cocktail, and rotates her wrists.

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© 2005 leluna
Published on Friday, November 11, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Johny_D_Lewis On Wednesday, January 18, 2006, Johny_D_Lewis (467)By person wrote:

    a cutter, in which no one can help, what i got out of it

  • MESUN On Friday, December 9, 2005, MESUN (230)By person wrote:

    now that, is diabolicly wonderful. some silent power in it provoked the sadist in me to smile.

  • manywalks On Sunday, November 13, 2005, manywalks (747)By person wrote:

    This was....distrubingly pleasant to read. ~ mw

  • veingo On Friday, November 11, 2005, veingo (526)By person wrote:

    Wow, you've dug your claws into my attention. Will there be more to this one? ^V^

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