Jul 13, 2006 16:43
devistating consquece of being human
no denile on the face of death today
the constapate still crippleing the innocent
she touchs her face
invisible notion.....emotion
it's damning and altogher hellbound
the thoughts to cross the lips of a known devil
comfort
i wept for a moment..one i will charish
the smell of small death on my hands