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Wounded Flowers

Hear the shuffled footsteps drag upon the cold alone

Looking for a distant stone an ancient memory

Dryness caked upon the ground with lives that never were

Looking for a trace of wounded flowers

 

Rows of dying blossoms dripping open in the rain

Satyrs running naked in the summer nights of love

Cracked and dripping idols close their eyes against the pain

Blinded aged still ...

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Band-Aids

Those words

All the ones I wrote

Like band aids

Across the wounds

You left all over me

 

All the words

That flooded out of me

Aligning themselves

In comprehendible lines

And organized stanzas

 

They helped dry my tears

Allowed me to forget

Gave me the strength

To move forward

Providing a closure

That didn’t require you

 

And I forgave myself

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