Wednesday, 21 September 2011


She keeps her face
Behind the fading curtain
That barely covers
Her little abhorrent

She pens words
And throws them hard
Like spears that
Come flying and
Bleed you

She waters the hearts
With loathsome
Fears and she
Brings about

She never let her
Guards down
But never has she known
Holes lie bare
On the walls

She is
Her own nemesis
She creates enemies
Out from the creatures
On her own head

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