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Shaking, trembling;
spread out before me.
Turn them over, palms up.
Sleek length, delicate bone;
covered in crimson.
What have I done?
Worn down, torn apart;
cling inside the skin.
Leave it lifeless, used up.
Fragile shell, bitter taste;
my satisfaction.
You were a waste.
- by Alri Milik |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/20/2009 |
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- Title: Prey
- Artist: Alri Milik
- Description: This is a short one, but it contains some very strong emotions.
- Date: 12/20/2009
- Tags: prey
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