the tears have been hidden for so long.
they are fossils now.
so hard. so rough.
they shred open my innocent eyelids.
as the blood begins to descend down my rosy red cheeks,hope rises within.
has emotion been able to escape the fortress of a body?
No.
Just Blood.
the mangled skin still open
exposing everything.
all who i am.
through my eyes of depression.
Fossils are destined to be found.
but when
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Written December 6th, 2005
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good poem. i really liked the last two lines
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