Sinnaminsun - This reads very pretty, and the element of danger in it is entruiging, which inturn is as perplexing as the act of cutting and blood letting enabling one to feel more alive. There's a paradox in passion that is conveyed to me in your poem....though I'm not into cutting or blood, (yucky), but never the less you always seem to make it seem appealing;)
Mosquitobyte - he he, blood letting, as I've oft remarked, is how I refer to my writing. Not that I'm averse to a little blood now and then either...
Mos.
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