Saturday, September 19, 2020

Open wounds

 They bled of their own will

Long after the hurt 

Which ran deep and sharp

Right beneath the heart 

Healed thought I?

Till the river of Blood 

Pooled around my being

Testimony to my “ own open wounds “

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