Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Mangled Beauty

She is a mangled beauty.
Perfect eyes and lips,
torn soul and heart.
Mask entangled in her skin.

Luxuriant mane
cascading over tortuous scars.
Brilliant smile drawn
over soundless screams.
Smooth and luscious body
nestling a deep-searing,
writhing rage.

Admiration is a distant candle,
she seeks the warmth of healing within.

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