May 26, 2009
By Anonymous

I feel our relationship as a bruise on my skin...
The tender vessels through which our love once poured are broken.
Now it spills out silently to reveal a dark, painful catastrophie...that everyone can see.
Everyone, including you can tell that what happend between us was no accident,
words were thrown pelting my soul!...not penetrating, though they should peirce...but tossed just hard ebough to leave a mark.
The only thing that soothed those blows,...was the cool-cool voice, as your brow dropped.
and you came to me and we reconciled.

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