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Monday, April 11, 2011

your sword's grown old and rusty

you're not hidden, so stop hiding,
I see you through tear-filled eyes,
(with mascara running down tear-stained cheekbones)
it took precious time to find,
to find the delicate truth,
to which broke into a thousand pieces,
coloured glass scattered around us...
no longer your alibi. 

xo scarzz

5 whispers of love:

Francesca said...

the poem and the photo are both gorgeous. (:

我 MOI said...

Beautifully well written.

Chlo said...

you inspire me <3

Tegan said...

beautiful work xo

antics of the moon said...

Beautiful! I'm having a giveaway on my blog for an amethyst necklace, be sure to check it out! X

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