I don’t want toA Poem by Riley
As if a scalpel has gotten under my skin
Pry me open for your entertainment, A crack into reality and down to ribs Ligaments and tendons holding me together. Thinly connected Barely breathing Any one beating. I try. You pry. You can’t just take any heart But I can. © 2018 Riley |
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Added on December 20, 2018 Last Updated on December 20, 2018 |

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