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‘It’s my skin,’ she said,
But he still shook his head.
Did she not understand
The risk entailed? Once the
Fine pale surface was broken,
There was no going back.
The permanency of a foreign body
Worming its way beneath
Her flesh - this he could not
Permit. For her own good.
Though he paid no heed
To the multicoloured rings
And patterns that each faded
Fr...
Tuesday 8th March 2016 10:55 am
Dear Sigyn
Dear Sigyn,
you fool.
We both know he doesn’t love you.
Catching the venom meant for his eye,
silent even though he should cry
out in fury at your meddling.
Dear Sigyn,
you fool.
Even the serpent laughs at you.
I’d think your body was through
even if your heart was still into
an idiot’s errand that no one would rue.
Dear Sigyn,
you fool.
The end ...
Wednesday 2nd March 2016 10:08 am
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