Flavor Ice is My Breakfast
Upon her arm
Those words were etched
The knife's point was cool
As it pressed into her tender flesh
Blood flowed lovingly
A warm feeling came over her
And she smiled
She rarely smiled
posted by Darks @ 2:49 PM
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Those words were etched
The knife's point was cool
As it pressed into her tender flesh
Blood flowed lovingly
A warm feeling came over her
And she smiled
She rarely smiled
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