Deprevation

sopping up the inspiration, creativity and beauty from life's dregs

lies November 22, 2012

Filed under: EL,Poem — nomisyar @ 14:27

are knives
turned inward
always cutting deeper
into your soul.
cutting away at
you
and who you are.
every smile
and every courtesy
and every dream deferred
is another slice
closer to perdition.

love is the bandage
freedom, the suture

patch yourself up
and put down the blade.

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