Tuesday, April 5, 2011

She rode a pure white horse.

She bleached her hair

and coloured her eyes black

she cut her legs and bled to death.


She dreamed of light but drowned in sorrow.

Took a knife to herself and force fed her mind.

Full to bursting - unable to contain
disasterdisasterdisaster|relief.

she cried into her broken wrists
sobbed through broken ribs
broken stone upon broken stone pavings paved.

She cut her legs and bled to death.

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