Half remembered memories,
Of a half forgotten life,
Sliced and split internally,
By the sharp blade of a once dull knife.
Crimson wells in a tracery of scars,
Lines of red over raised white flesh,
Old and new becoming one,
One being, one life, one death.
excellent,Nothing more to say....
VEry meaningful words ...keep on.
See all in One and One in all......u will become soon the one and all.