Saturday, June 4, 2011

A Journey Through Vinsavants pain.



 My body is a cocoon.
When it is my time.
It will perish.
And my soul will float,
like a butterfly.


-Vinsavant

My veins are like conduits filled with black snake worms. I sometimes rip out my hair. 
Pain

Pain.

My  pain.


This ones not mine.

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