167 Flesh glued to thumbnail Scraped away quick, carelessly My bloody finger Share this:TweetShare on TumblrEmailLike this:Like Loading...
Bit Trickle of moist Beads like mercury As salt and spit mix With the crimson flow The iron poison The elixir of life Out of a wound Self-inflicted By an enamel dagger Treachery and betrayal Share this:TweetShare on TumblrEmailLike this:Like Loading...