TASTE OF DEATH
vanshika chauhan
26 Oct, 2014 12:17 PMI painted words. The thin paper of life tore. Hungry and salivating eyes, Tearing scraps of skin. Black liquid ink. Splashed on my face; Smeared and smudged Blotting the void of blood Bruised leg and bleeding lip. And my eyes- Perfect and hollow. Pale skeletal hands.tired. A rag stuffed in my mouth. Wine and candles. Black eyes and cigarette butts. One last attempt at fate. One last effort. Futile and final. A deep gaze into the night. Into his eyes. Black.Cold.Rich. Everything and nothing. That is the taste of death....
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Post a Comment22 Apr, 2016 05:07 PM
awesome
07 May, 2016 02:44 PM
Thnx armaan..