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Friday, May 17, 2013

Hemorrhage

Despair has left me drifting
alone,
through a timeless time

Emotion has plucked
the couplet's rhyme

Survival's scab
ripped off,

and now poetry bleeds
where it once kicked
like life inside a womb.

And now all this is
is an empty tomb.

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