Best Derma Poems

It's exhausting, this fight to be strong.
To wake up from a blissful sleep, only to be hit with the harsh reality that is life. 
To have the dried blood of the night caked under my fingernails.
The smell of iron seems to swell in my room,...

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their nails were rimmed with blue and grey 
a clinical circle was bordering stain
noisily blossoming; smeared by the pain
the indigo purpled and mantled her flay 
a bruising delusional; deafened contusional 
denting and doubling and bubbling inflamed
detriment gently, vain hysterectomy sectioning skin by the strain

derelict centering
feigning...

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How I long for days of yore,
Young at heart with open door.

Wishful, bashful, silly grin;
Wearing smooth and silky skin.

Now the years have passed me by,
My wrinkled face makes me sigh.

Cream it, stretch it, make it tight;
Purely for reflective sight.

Thinking of those times to come,
When then...

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