D H A M B I Z A O
A scrap book of poetry and prose all relating back to the madness that swarms my mind. Enjoy.
Monday, 24 May 2010
Rotten
.
I bit into the fruit, Through the flesh.
The juice was rotten, I confess.
Another habbit, over obsessed,
A childhood love thing
I won't forget
.
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