A Cobblestone Heart
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Barbarians
They shoot knives from their mouths and aim for my heart. And even though I dodge and I duck and my heart is still untouched, the points have been cutting the surface of my skin and I don't know how much blood I can bleed till I'm drained.
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