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[plasmic_vega]

taken;
a hole from my heart
tattered,
torn apart,
my hatred is an art.

of the purest form,
a beginning (a start).
a prick from a befriended thorn
begins to smart
as from the whole falls a
dismembered part:
my heart,
tattered,
torn apart;

my hatred is an art.

i miss apryll.

cody, be not surprised if you are called sometime soon.

Comments

[noldorin_scout]

I'm up, so if you call make it soon.