Love to Pain
What once were kisseswith the taste of sweet pleasure
and moist with passion
now taste bitter with lies
and dry as though sand
scraped across the lips
What once were tears
of joy, of happiness
now return the familiar blood
of sorrow, loss, and pain
Poetry by Mark Reynolds
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Written on 2008-08-07 at 23:54
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