Untitled3 Poem by Heather Devlin

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you-hold-me-close-within-your-web-of-lies
and push me closer to the edge
with

each

word.
y o u r v e n o m s p r e a d s,
p
o
u
r
i
n
g
INFECTON
into my soul.
BrEAkInG mE iNTo
p e i c e s
to small to matter to anyone...
filling me with
unimaginable pain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Heather Devlin 21 June 2008

supposed to be a visual poem, but they wouldnt let me do it how i wanted to.

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