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Beautiful Scars (Other) by William Delacroix The beautiful scars he gave her.
The time that he betrayed her:
The voices in his head.
The words he never said.
The love she longed to feel.
The palpable pain that made it real:
The Flesh on which he fed.
The bed spread white to red.
The beautiful lies she gave him.
The time that she forgave him:
The sawed-off between his fesses.
The mess to which she confesses.
Up the ladder:
NUMERO UNO
Down the ladder:
when do dreams fade?
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Posted: October 11, 2003 9:32 AM PDT; Last modified: October 11, 2003 9:32 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.5 Overall Rank: 2712 Comments:
say more about the beautiful scars, why were they beautiful? did she move on?
One should kill randomly without personal ties to the victim. Otherwise, it's just another lame boring crime of jealous genitalia.
I feel that there is something missing too. It does need to describe the 'beautiful scars'. But other than that it was very good.
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is the implication he was shot in the chest?
Never seen fesses used like that - works for me, though.