An Ode
To this splendid crimson trail
Seeping from my seam
My self ripped open wide
To ease the pain to stream
Such tangible direction
With the razor comes control
After felt named and tasted
To put a band-aid on the hole
Copyright © Maureen Mcgreavy | Year Posted 2017
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