Nothing left.

by Mr Rhee   Sep 2, 2007


Touch my skin,
and it will burn you.

Taste my blood,
it is like acid.

Take my bones,
and build your home.

Look through my eyes,
and see a horrible past.

Walk on my feet
and hear the bones snap.

Cut my hands,
and feel the pain come out.

Look upon my back,
and see all the scares.

Tear open my head,
and let all the people out.

Rip out my heart,
and find nothing there.

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