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5/14/2019 2:05:53 PM
Patchwork finger tips (First Poem :) )	Patchwork fingertips My finger tips are a patchwork quilt my aniexty rips out the stiches The same hands you once held The same palms your so dearly caressed They now shake and tremble I scrape away my skin till it bleeds I chisel my nails away to nothing But this is better than releasing my veins This is better than starving my frame When I begin to notice the blue hue of my veins Or perhaps the rough bark of an oak alone the road Or even the height of a cliff I bite my lips I whittle away at my fingertips I chant this mantra over and over in my head "You will live through this" "You will live through this" And so I go pressing on through these "passing" moments For "passing" moments they are so terribly constant I can only hope that this patchwork quilt of a body will one day become a tapestry
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5/14/2019 2:05:53 PM

Patchwork finger tips (First Poem :) )

Patchwork fingertips

My finger tips are a patchwork quilt

my aniexty rips out the stiches

The same hands you once held

The same palms your so dearly caressed

They now shake and tremble

I scrape away my skin till it bleeds

I chisel my nails away to nothing

But this is better than releasing my veins

This is better than starving my frame

When I begin to notice the blue hue of my veins

Or perhaps the rough bark of an oak alone the road

Or even the height of a cliff

I bite my lips

I whittle away at my fingertips

I chant this mantra over and over in my head

"You will live through this"

"You will live through this"

And so I go pressing on through these "passing" moments

For "passing" moments they are so terribly constant

I can only hope that this patchwork quilt of a body will one day become a tapestry

pages: 1