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by Mar 8, 2020

I've been ripping myself from inside out... Poetry

I've been ripping myself from inside out... Poetry

i've been ripping myself
from inside out

limb after limb
in savage denial

stubborn and restless
reaching to what?

good in me bleeds
each day - a fresh wound

hope made no sound
i held both my hands

on the throat of reflections
of what I was not.

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