Blur of Pain

A blur of pain.
The seasoned gain was lost.
The cost was bleeding
through her fingertips.
Air shimmering with memories.
Imprisoned by the ought to be.
A blur of pain.
The love remained untouched...

? Michaelette ?

4/30/2003
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