"Brick Bath" ---M.J.Schellert--- Infected skin irritates under the pressure of chewed fingernails. A deep snarl of the lips fade the the smile that use to hope. Eyes that spoke to the sun now strain in the fog. Arms and legs that never tired in the pursuit of life nowseek rest in the self made coffin.In search of hidden obscure messages in the sky,waiting for whispers to finally call my name now only answer to shadows and what they tell me to do.When the ties that were bond come rotting loose it will be time to woller through the maze and pray with a mouth full of lies.
Posted on: Fri, 14 Jun 2013 20:26:29 +0000
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