Razor Mouth
By h2whoa
Scream in silence And the delusional Deep-red anger lines Etched with outraged Catharsis on an imperfect Canvas could be your Echo. Straight slices of an irate essence Streak straight over yourself: Red-rose thunderbolts gracing A grey organic sky. This is disgust, release and Imprisonment Made real by metallic lover; Self-loather. A voice can be possessed yet Not dared to be heard. Sting. Scream. Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 13 2002 02:06 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Scream in silence..."