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skeletons (Free verse) by tat2dangel

the disease weaves back and forth through my tired veins a never-ending battle the victor is the one who reigns all I wanted was a hand to hold his fingers were too cold his manner too controlled my heart dropped and shattered self-esteem splattered made a mess on the bathroom floor You turned your head and sighed ignored the way I cried out for you but you were out the door...

poetandknowit 14-Aug-02/9:07 AM
The last line is incredibly confusing.




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