Blind
I can see your worldUpsets you
I can see it holds you in
I can see how you might hold me
I can see I wont venture in.
Our skins need no more chaffing
No more rubbing in
Defined lines drawn blue black
Is where I might tattoo a skin
My name was never writ heart wise
Not given to a bling
Anyway my smile fits
Gives me reason from within
To smile.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-05-04 at 05:10
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