bruised by Kalikala Smith Baby I'm scared tonight that you'll take me without warning shove me in that space between feeling and nothing. Broken bones are tattered weary and I'm left to pick up the pieces baby, it's cold outside. it's so cold outside. I need a little light and all you've got is bruised. 03/17/2004 Author's Note: the pieces of a song in my head Posted on 03/17/2004 Copyright © 2024 Kalikala Smith Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Christel Crews on 03/20/04 at 05:49 AM wow- this is powerful! its so full of emotion-- its a great read Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 1 member(s) and 3 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)