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The Opening of the wound
pulsates every second
As
I lie on the floor
gasping for any air
left from desperate cries
filling the room
while
I
sigh
I'm left alone
covered in blood
dripping
down
my trembling
thighs.
-L.C.A.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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