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Jan 2014
It was hungry
Starving, catatonic grin plastered on its
Countenance
Growling
Crimson lips curling back
Dripping with
Broken promisesand
Pictures flashing
Buried under years of regrets
And your lies
Random letters pieced together
Forming words
Arrangingandrearranging into
Sentences
Connected
Piece by piece
Threaded through
Forming a story
Of what once used to be
Familiar
Now strange
So you cover up
Again
And again
With another tale
Your story of the situation
Erase what happened
Replace with another lie
And another
Memories flashing in reverse
Unearthed trying to surface like
Your bones protruding through an ashen membrane
Too thin
Like a rubber band
Waiting to snap
A memory pushing
Penetrating
A soul breaking free
Breaking the metal of
stone cold cage
Scattering fragments in the air
Dispersing your negativity
And your eyes crystalize
Harden into the ice daggers of an eye
Draining all the light
Of your conscience
Gouging bullet holes through your flesh
Leaving behind scars
Staining what was once white
Red
Silver Wolf
Written by
Silver Wolf  nature is my home
(nature is my home)   
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   James Jarrett, --- and ---
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