tell it to your motherless reflection... -Deb Talan You are an arrow wedged in me but you stop the bleed think if I dig deep enough I could scrape you out? but I think you've shot through me and all I am what to do? Its a simple frightful thing when you want to cry but you cant stop yourself from laughing and the bleed wets itself over my lips and memory remembered to drift along until I find someone new how the world can take your view