Was crying rivers of acid tears,
was falling down to fight my fears,
Now blind and naked, I look around
To push my way that I never found.
No salt from rivers of acid tears,
No love or hatred to give my dears...
I'm just obtaining what I deserve -
Electric needles to cut my nerves.
Acid tears
© Copyright: Ирина Нерпас, 2008
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Very open-minded and sensitive poem!
Wish You good luck!
With warmth,
Di
Диана Давоян 14.07.2008 01:08 • Заявить о нарушении
Wish You good luck!
With warmth,
Di
Диана Давоян 14.07.2008 01:08 • Заявить о нарушении