Trace your hand markings .
Follow your creases' .
Find your fast beating pulse .
My hand's are different .
I can see a blue vein that travels through my hand .
I follow it down my hand ;
Beneath the fresh red wounds .
I see blue , it stands still .
Without a beat .
I wonder if it travel's to my heart ,
cause my heart feels the same pain my wrist does .
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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Shit, I love this one.
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Nice sis