Monday, September 7, 2009

I'm Leaving

Easy isn’t a very good description for the decision I have to soon make.
Your frosty fingers grazed every inch of my skin,
So I have random scars from the frost bite I have acquitted.
The lost moon shows broken splintered cracks of you.
Your mouth hardly ever opens with blunt artifacts,
Just spews out lies like a rat infested sewer.
It makes me whither and rot, long after I have been separated from you.
The million and one kisses have a ghost of an imprint on my fractured lips.
My heart, purple, black and blue sits tender upon the shelf.
Darling, from you I hide.
I have forgotten the caress of a lover;
I have forgotten loving eyes of someone who aches for me.
I have forgotten you.
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