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A Poem by Emme

A wound opens

Blood trickles

Mingling with hairs

Hardening so you have to scratch hard to remove it

It keeps flowing

And if the wound is reopened

It flows harder

A portrait of loss

© 2010 Emme

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Added on April 23, 2010
Last Updated on April 23, 2010

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Emme

WI

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I am an English major, currently reading and obsessing over Paradise Lost. I've been going through a weird zombie phase lately (is there such a thing as a normal zombie phase?) more..