Thursday, December 18, 2008

When the Green Guy rears its head..

I want your brittle bones to break
See what it's like to love and to hate
I want your itty bitty hands to scar
To taste what hard-worned fingers are.

Your dainty feet
My lies and deceit
Concede
defeat.
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