I
thought
I had starved you
out bled you out thought
you were gone when did you
regrow how did I not
notice now you
consume me
Again
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It Could Have Been Gentle - poetry
PoetryPoems about the bits of life that feel unnecessarily sharp. ~ Nails in palms and rock in throat and eyes latched in the ground, I open up in hopes of speech and find a choke of sound, Frantic thought of desperation fly beneath my hair, I don'...
