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the grand tour |
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crimson tear Member
since 2003-06-07
Posts 76Massachusetts 
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behold my eyes windows to my soul brimming with tears hiding a black hole there's my mouth my silver tongu within tarnished and rusted heres where we begin next stop is my throat see how it's choking me blue that's from all the things i never got to say to you onto my lungs sticky with tar ok that ones my fault one out of four so far ah look at my heart black and bereft it used to joyfully sing it was destroyed the day you left look left and you'll see my stomach barren and small hasn't gotten alot of use lately i just don't feel hungry at all right this way to my liver now this is a busy place i've been putting it to work trying to forget your face we'll skip over the next spot it hasn't had much use as of late don't know if it will find a use again at least not at this rate and here you see my legs and right below are my feet they're a bit run down from trying to outrun my defeat this conludes our tour i hope you've enjoyed this study and learned alot about what love can do to a body |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Quite a tour... You depicted this very well. Felt the loss very clearly here. Well written, prayers for healing. TD |
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