incomplete
fragmented being
on the cusp of evolvement
balancing
on the knife’s edge
‘til it hurts
and the blood
runs
freely
from every scar
and
every affliction
resurfaces
vengefully
to poke and prod
at the wounds
Sumayyah Talibah © 06 April 2020
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