Life. Eyes. Skin and blood.
Need
Just a little pain
Push
Leave
There are always walls
Time. Flesh and tongue.
Hold
Pull
Used
Alive
Voice broken open
Stop
Veins bleed
Face away
Hands break
Head drowning
They’ll smile, maybe
He’s oxygen
Black sweat
They die like God
-lf-
Mar 9, 2014
Mar 9, 2014 at 1:24 AM UTC
Life. Eyes. Skin and blood.
Need
Just a little pain
Push
Leave
There are always walls
Time. Flesh and tongue.
Hold
Pull
Used
Alive
Voice broken open
Stop
Veins bleed
Face away
Hands break
Head drowning
They’ll smile, maybe
He’s oxygen
Black sweat
They die like God
-lf-
© Leelan Farhan
March 9 2014
Just a little something I threw together using the word's page - the abandoned town of my mind.
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