Sharp Words
You make me numb with the sharp words of your tounge
hasty, bitter yet sweet
this love is firey and fierce
I'm like a wild flower trapped in your barbwire
so razor sharp my wounds are now scar's
for no longer i bleed, you have drained me
but sparingly i weep as your power impales me...
Copyright © Kerry Singleton | Year Posted 2012
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