By my #dearest friend and inspiration. : )

words on life and other strange experiences

A few words…
Rising in my hollow self.

Resentments. Over dreadful past and stories.
I start scraping my skin again. Again.
Trying to peel of the layers of what is simmering inside my head.

A few words…
Enable me to bind myself to this glazing pain.

Free at last, singing my souls desire

copyright (C) 2014 by franzad

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