Through The Flesh

by Mel   Sep 4, 2004


I've let out the last sob,
And cried the last tear.
I cut through the flesh
Without any fear.

I've counted the last hour,
And flew the last flight.
I cut through the flesh
Still nothing is right.

I've seen the last snow,
And ran the last mile.
I cut through the flesh
And bled for awhile.

I've seen the last slit,
And lost the last race.
I cut through the flesh
Remembering your face.

I've turned off the last light,
And told the last lie.
I cut through the flesh
And saw myself die.

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