(and i'm hungry too)

Monday, August 30, 2004

disillusioned

i'm tired
of wiping ashen faces
with my charred hands
i must have committed
an incriminable crime
to deserve this.
pain ensues
as
my mask peels away
removing with it
a piece
of myself

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