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Mend My Wounds

Hover over my trauma, sharp as a vulture, swoop Surround old scenarios with an offer to devour Wipe the memory card of pain I play on loop Grab my glitches with talon weapon power Wounds bouncing red announce danger Jab at, stab, peck out infection, empty of pulse Rip it, sniff the adrenalin, swallow all sorrow Pluck eyeball delicate, until blank as dolls' They blink thanks, hurt healer Hallowed Wounds open have happiness follow Latch onto my carcass, alight at cliff side guard Reptilian talons take off, lift me limp and ripe Black soil fall apart, fresh organs' harvest Seasons redefined by your vital swipe Wounds swept ride a wayward kite Feather buffer bolstering capable chest convex Adopts torment, swiftly rids it from intruder Cleansed, amended by aves benevolence Oblivious to doubt with bathed bruises Tandem scourers never marooned 18th April Empathy ate pain

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Date: 4/28/2021 6:28:00 PM
Wow, Sigrid! Your pen is as sharp as those avian talons.
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Date: 4/20/2021 5:51:00 AM
An absolutely gem of a write Sigrid, A purge, metaphorically described as a vulture eating away at your wounds, but more out of symbiotic kindness perhaps, you offer up the pain willingly and nonchalantly, The language used is as exquisite, as it is visceral, poetry heaven and hell, A superb write, in your own inimitable style, cheers David
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