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A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜

An unhealing wound,
cold winds raking through gaunt limbs.
Lone willow weeping.

© 2013 Ripped Denim 💜

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Added on October 8, 2013
Last Updated on October 8, 2013

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Ripped Denim 💜

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Bad backwards is dab. Dabble. Like a bad haiku. I dabble in bad. more..