random poetry

Nov 06, 2005 19:50

paint me wings
across my broken back,

trace some beauty
upon these forsaken limbs

sketch me a smile,
arching lips

and some joy
for my frozen eyes.

sculpt me a loving heart,
nestle it safe in my breast

i need something permenant,
everything I create for myself

washes away in the rain.
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