Monday, July 25, 2005

Twist the Knife

For all the curses in the world,
None compare to what I heard.

Today you're words cut like a cold steel blade,
By my own hands this situation made.

Damned to all, for reasons I knew,
It's what you said..."He reminds me of you..."

2 comments:

Beth said...

I really like what you wrote on both of these. Talented bastard.....

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