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[secretedremains]

Hear these words spill from wounds of sorrow
A dirtied soul lay brutally defiled
Raped by fear, cradled by isolation
The words I've said lay in desolation
All I want to say (to you) burried in a putrid pile
There is just one request I ask, that is for you to be there tomorrow

Comments

[autumnsea]

Such anguish and pleading created wonderfully through rich and descriptive text - I love this.

[blondieof3]

May I add you to my friends list? I enjoy your writing! If not, I understand, just let me know. You are very talented!
b~