Monday 24 August 2009

Mislead

He said it burns
It sticks deep into his flesh
It’s sour like the rain falling outside
It’s sweet as the blood that falls as he shivers
The seconds his gaze turned to me
I know I’d follow him anywhere
He had nothing to lose
And so did I
But at the moment the grazes and scars faded
We both went our separate ways
He had nothing to lose
But I

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