Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Blemish
Earned in grime
Emblazoned for ages and
Swells offered brightly, been
Had and can't leave well alone, but
It's awful! Gristled, garish,
Ornament to bear and bare
Clean skin to Lancome, scrub,
Begging mark to fly.
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