<~>4 Aug 2003

once more, with feeling. always cut away all those extra filler words (it was, just, only, etc...)
my suggs:

Time won't heal these open wounds,
Inflicted relentlessly;
Emotions linger, disturbed tombs
broken, emptied.

After you destroyed me
I craved control;
I gave my body but never my soul.
And now, consumed
By loneliness and guilt,
This love cannot be exhumed
Buried in scarlet silk.