deadnut

The End
2001-06-28 00:52:16 (UTC)

hmmm crap


Tattoos of an imperfect past
Were slashed across her arms,
crafted from shame,
Every line tells a story,
Louder than words
They echo her battles,
if only someone
would take time
to hear them.

copyright 2001linke


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