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To the Bone

I'm stripped 
flesh torn away
cut down to the 
bone,
yes, this is me
since you've been 
gone.

I hunger 
but have no 
room in my stomach
for anything but
this lonely ache
there's just nothing 
more
that I can take.

But still I am
starving
for your touch
or even
Just one word
something to know 
my prayers 
have been 
heard.

©SamHarty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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