Crawl

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by blood_feather, Feb 24, 2005.

  1. blood_feather

    blood_feather Member

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    Crawl

    Hands…
    Pulling, prodding,
    Pushing, punching,
    Slapping,


    Hating,

    Curled into a tiny
    Ball, tiny fetus,


    You are my
    Master…


    You make me
    Crawl,


    Set inside my wax
    White skin, I feel dirty,


    I feel raped, I
    Know it’s my
    Sin, yet….


    How can you
    Clean what’s within?
     
  2. ElChivato

    ElChivato SeNioR MeMBeR

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    nice. it sounds good.
    peace,
    4970
     
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