unthreading the creations of something called art.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
dissolution.
i yell out for help,
but they
couldnt
hear me.
i sit there and sob,
laying in a
mixture
of bloods,
i realized what i had done.
the knife
drops
and i run,
hoping to
forget
what i had just done.
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