Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Human Nature

The sweetest downfall,
I self-destruct,
breathing sickly smiles,
kissing the mirror
in a beautiful delirium.
I loved this first,
when all the while
the answer lay between
the sheets of tired paper.
Purple-paisley thoughts
overshaddowed a clear blue sky,
and I bled myself dry...
for I knew too much,
and knew not what to do with it.

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