Wednesday, 28 April 2010


Such an ugly beauty,
Lurking in the shadows.
Always justified.
Always there.
Always yours.

A thorn tears my lips,
As you drink the elixir and perish

Perish by the hand of the beautiful flower that told you beauty was the world.

1 comment:

  1. That sure is ... repulsive.

    It can't be that bleak all the time, Samantha. It' can't.

    Here, this one's for you, with great James Jamerson bass line: