red velvet poetry
'the blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.'
sylvia plath
the words.
red velvet tears
she is softer
than the sweetest kiss,
stronger than any love.
a body filled with
chaos, blood, soul
and dripping
red velvet tears.
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inspiration
Thursday, March 24, 2011
haiku
when he held out his
arms the world wrapped around me
and he held me tight
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