an open wound
By skully
Now is lacking
And later will too
If my eyes were closed
I’d believe I was dead
open,open prize open
an old wound
an open lesion
still cry at the night
when its the same
simply amazing pain
that rips like light
right through your groin,
right through your brain
And in minutes that which
should have taken years
has gone
It was always going to be the same.
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Copyright 2009 skully
Published on Friday, November 6, 2009.
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