Friday, October 12, 2012

Locked Inside the Witches Ball

She no longer has the fire, She harbored her anger outside, among the pines She followed many roads to clear her mind, but always stumbled. She went back and forth and fought with all devils that met her. They coiled and kissed her, blinding her by the warmth of their arms and tongues that licked her. Once in an embrace, she realized that all that was hidden was in a child’s closet of self destructive behavior, So she put the knife away in a pot.
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