Bleed
Bleed
When you left,
my look said it all
I was bleeding.
A hundred cuts
from a hundred hurts,
bled from every
part of my heart.
No matter what I tried,
couldn’t stop hurting,
couldn’t stop bleeding.
10.7.16
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