Slowly bleeding
my colors
from the shell that
I inhabit
Fading white
Now turning faint
a blurry mix of hues and shades
Placing a hoof
in the center of
the swirled mass
your pain in
physical form
manifest
(unfinished)
Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 3:56 PM UTC
Slowly bleeding
my colors
from the shell that
I inhabit
Fading white
Now turning faint
a blurry mix of hues and shades
Placing a hoof
in the center of
the swirled mass
your pain in
physical form
manifest
(unfinished)
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