Treasure Island

Justin Schaefer


cup of blood


A cup of wine
A cup of blood
white hot pain sears the flesh
eventually the pain dissapears
and all that is left
is lonliness and despair
the scars of the flesh heal
but the wounds in my heart
take much much longer

Submitted: Friday, August 18, 2006
Edited: Thursday, August 26, 2010
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