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Thursday, May 31, 2018

Wound

With one callous gaze she cut him deep

As tide cuts the shore in a single sweep

No, he did not lament nor weep

Just muttered with a dismal breath 

“This wound will bleed me to death”



From 'You Must Be Around- 80 Poems on Love, Life and Longing' (2016)






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