Nov 2012
Like the sand
that seeps
through my fingers,
she slipped
away...
The harder
I squeezed,
the faster
she fell.
Now it
is her hand
clenched around
my heart,
wrenching the pulp
to satisfy her
thirst.
that seeps
through my fingers,
she slipped
away...
The harder
I squeezed,
the faster
she fell.
Now it
is her hand
clenched around
my heart,
wrenching the pulp
to satisfy her
thirst.
