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Open Wound

by reaching for a handful of noth

Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #1146329

Ignorance by others towards the hurt they cause.

My heart is bleeding will no one
soak up the blood.
At least give me a bucket because
its coming out like a thunderous flood.
Shall I die before you notice
Will you remember me or will I
fade from your memory.

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