Sewn Wounds

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This door was never locked like your heart
Just closed
Nights end unlike
thoughts of hope
Candle light

Tiny clovers spread out of
the cracks
Of a brick wall

Cuts and bruises
Fairy lit nights 

Strings of guitars play with
hearts and sound waves

Fractured bones

Split minds

And then you take my hand

And the wounds

Sew themselves shut -16/10/18  

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