The Day I Ran Away
Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Discard
Filthy, flayed and gone,
Abhorent to phalanges now, as
Rendered droplets cluster, form,
Repugnant, cake, can't fathom,
Of squalor such, desire sated now.
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