Palipation
With trembling heart in hand
I come to you.
A chamber is missing,
Can you help me find it?
Quickly now,
I’m bleeding out.
A black hole resides inside of me.
Long ago,
This bleeding heart was pure.
But the blackness has spread.
Dark infection coats
This bleeding heart.
So come, please,
Purify this bleeding heart.
Fill this hateful void
That consumes me.
Quickly now,
I’m bleeding out.
Copyright © Dylan Quesinberry | Year Posted 2016
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