Mirror
By navi01
I’ll slice through the frozen layers I’ll peel and strip them, slow And down my ragged, gaping skin My gallant blood will flow. The incision will be torture But I will bear with pride For it will be worth the pain To find out what’s inside.(This poem is over a year old) Written March 12th, 2002 © on May 07 2002 02:37 AM PST spiritual
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