Blade | By: Dee van der Vyver | | Category: Poem - Dark Bookmark and Share


A trickle of liquid rolling down my arm

I can feel the heat

A sense of release,A reckless joy

To ease the inner burn

Thrown into a tumoult of confusion

Blinded by the numb relief

Then its over,Momentary paradise

Now face again,another day
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