Deep in me I feel,
The thorns of your
absence,
It aches when not
moving,
When moving it
pricks to death,
Forgive the words I
spoke,
The ignorance that
I gave,
I always gave you
just pains,
But now, it’s me to
get the same,
You see no blisters
on my limbs,
So how could you
see,
The slash on my
heart.
It's unnerving,
this pain,
It's driving me
insane,
Come back, my life,
come.
I'm very lonely in my grave.
From My Poems: Twenty Ten
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