Oct 2012
A world of treason, torture, lies
at the edge of a cliff
unburied
wrapped in
years of a loving,
a wordless deceit
shapeless
on fire from
the first
brings with it
shame,
and knowing defeat.
at the edge of a cliff
unburied
wrapped in
years of a loving,
a wordless deceit
shapeless
on fire from
the first
brings with it
shame,
and knowing defeat.
Written by
Cat Otherwise
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