Relentless
i can see the heart bleeding
from old cuts
that never heal
the burdened blanket
that drums out
all that's good
the need to move forward
without the chains of the past
that dig at the heart
relentless
(tribute to rosie thomas's sell all my things)
Copyright © John Tanaskow | Year Posted 2009
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