Laid Bare

 

Laid Bare




I'm looking across the room,

Feeling very small indeed,

Blades rock a world of insults,

Positioned delicately to a bleed.



Open passion invites catastrophe,

A whine of desperate truths,

A possessed of all 'that' paradox,

From a heart without a sleeve.




Michael J Waite Friday 17th April 2009 2256hrs.

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<Deleted User>

Mon 20th Apr 2009 09:50

Like this , just smal thing in V2:

A possessed of all 'that' paradox, is the only line I have problems with . 'A' is confusing and don't need to put 'that ' in apostrophes s it disturbs the flow.

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