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Free verse № 144568

Inside You

by creepshow

Member since 2006 · Posted 13 Jul 2006 · 2 comments

A raging river, A ravaging knife, Slicing away at the core of my being. Your every action is one of hate, Mortifying as it is, Macabre is my taste. What is at the bottom of your pit of despair? Why must you inflict such abuse? One can only twist and bend so much...

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[8] amanda_dcosta 14-Jul-06/5:51 AM Reply
A cry of desparation! You've brought it out well.
[8] amanda_dcosta › amanda_dcosta 14-Jul-06/5:51 AM Reply
By the way, I like the last line.