Twigs scraped your bare feet
as you crossed the forest
swarming in bleeding leaves and old scars
in full haste and restlessness.
The scratches on your elbow,
did you get them when you slid
the veins aside and forced your way
out of my mind,
to peer out my eyes?
May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 12:53 PM UTC
Twigs scraped your bare feet
as you crossed the forest
swarming in bleeding leaves and old scars
in full haste and restlessness.
The scratches on your elbow,
did you get them when you slid
the veins aside and forced your way
out of my mind,
to peer out my eyes?
~Lacus Crystalthorn 2013
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