Monday, April 26, 2010

glaring red anger

i did not have to say what was on my mind, they never bothered to ask. but they both know the towering wave that was about to engulf us all whole- one that is brewing in my chest. i will only implode and then you would have lost a dear trophy of a daughter.

i need not explain myself or ask to be excused. this is where i speak my wandering mind and careless heart.

try a weak piece of cloth to dim the illuminating light- i will instead burn you to crisp and stain you with its pungent odor.


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