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Through Thread I'm bare

A collection of my tangled insides.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Change of path

I came across a lightening storm
It fed my empty hunger

My insides hollow and tangled wire
bursting into flame.

I crossed the path of abandoned hands
reaching for my sheltered head

I just left them there instead
to crisp within the fire.
Posted by Jessie Rae at 9:33 PM

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