Sunday, May 26, 2013

Lesser analogies

1. You're a sinking stone in the bottom of the ocean; I'm the anchor that hit you.
When they pulled me up, my hook yearned for your stillness.

2. I'm the needle that scarred.. no longer stitched in your skin.

3. I'm another needle that found its brother to knit you a choker.

Saber tooth, saber tooth, make me something that doesn't taste like metal.

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