This is another from a very bad moment during last year, whereupon I found myself longing more and more for the feel of flesh rendered bare through the touch of that which seemed most real to me at the time, a blade.
Memories return,
Haunted visions of life lost within,
Darkness overwhelming the barren soul,
Walls of razors surrounding the broken body,
Faith pouring out through broken shell,
Weakened minds succumbing to the fears,
Tragic ends this beautiful disaster.
Rachyl DeWitt 12/9/2013
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