(insignificant)A Poem by icaros13_I should have known. The hand can’t pierce the thorn. Was it easy to forget? As simple as a new distraction, smoke and Moscato?
Can one life change another, walk away and remain the same; repeating tired cycles, playing familiar tables, ignoring the blood on their shoes?
Insignificance is worse than heartache, indifference, the most excruciating pain. © 2012 icaros13Author's Note
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