(With audio in the voice of the author)
To R. C., thanks for the memories...
Undeserved treason
stinging like a stabwound
goes deep spreading poison
inside the bleeding flank
when the sting of the stinger
inoculating the venom
was thought to be
surrounded
by honey
until yesterday.
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3 comentarios:
La puñalada de la traicion es amarga pero el alma es el antídoto...y tu tienes un alma milagrosa..un abrazo,mi amigo
me gusta tu blog lo encontré en mi camino volveré a seguir leyendo tu destino........
:)
Very deep, I love that scorpion too. Esooo
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