Painted

A Poem by ICE

something rather dark

A long line of obcenities flow forth from these wounds

And as I hemorage life

Cold and unfeeling I die.

© 2009 ICE

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Added on April 22, 2009
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I'm a brooding poet who has been writing since middle school. My writing has a tendency of being rather dark...and I like it that way. I am female who is 20 years old and I'm currently in colle.. more..