The Other Side Of The Reflection

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He hides away in his fortress.

Monday, January 25, 2010

My Darling Muffin, You're Rotting In His Mouth.

I've been sewing and sewing.
My fingers pricked to strips of skin.

She tore me open. Ripped me.
Lullabies. Love. Lies.

I'm out of thread.
All the spools couldn't hold enough.