Thursday, April 8, 2010


like acid was the lullaby
i hummed to the stars
and cursed them if they shot by
and veiled my heart with scars
your foolish little stories
have turned my thoughts to ash
and that silly little toadstool
made me angered; made me rash
i cursed the seven sisters
and screamed towards Orion's Belt
you've made fools of all the wishers
and made pain of all i've felt

By Elizabeth Azpurua

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