Saturday, May 24, 2003

"Smile"
by Myrna Perez

Failure.
A bitter ash in my throat.
Shame so dark, I cry black;
Blood tears, thicker than water.
PTC for my soul.
Drown me, in dying that
I might live again.
Have I based my life
on emptiness?
No. I am sane again.
Truth:

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