30 June, 2009

Cracked

My skin is cracked
My skin is worn
Cut by the razor
Pierced by the thorn
My eyes are dirty
From filth I've seen
But whos eyes
Are really ever clean
My feet are calloused
My steps are small
Dropping to my knees
I can only crawl
My thoughts are distant
Faraway, remote
Sinking into the darkness
Can no longer stay afloat
My skin is cracked
My skin is worn
Cut by the razor
Pierced by the thorn

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