Wednesday, January 21, 2015

noose necklace

My noose necklace
tightens more by the
second..

and soon..my throat will
constrict and suffocate
the remains of my
conscience..

As love (that broken
flower)...grows more
painful by the hour..

(and I'm left alone
to drown in my nonsense.)



j.stephen.h.

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