Tuesday, July 6, 2010

and she had created a monster......

in an image of her own making.....
and he had CONSUMED her...
with his red,'love broth'...

and he had braided her hair,
 and fed his delectable concoctions into her mouth........

and a piece of her heart had buried itself in his very
 'ENORMITY'.....

and she awoke on this fine day....
and determined,
with every fiber of her being,
to toss his 'matter' and his extreme 'countenance'......
OFF into the carribean sea.......

FOREVER.......

for it was indeed her time.....her path.....
HER HEART.....

so as she said her goodbyes to him,
she was released ,
from his brand of 'RED slavery'......

free to share her love with yet another.....

and so it went......

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