His words like wood and stone.
His anger carves an arrow.
His voice the bow to deliver.
His pain the drawn-back string.
His shattered trust lets go.
The arrow to my heart,
One for which I asked for.
His love thrown back at him,
His soul to shreds, I tore.
-Devin Gaughan
Thursday, November 19, 2009
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