Petals In The Grass

Incision

The stench of yesterday
Reeks today
Make the incision
Bleed out my feelings
Feel for me
Feel for you
Feel for those who don't understand
Dripping out for nothing
Every drop had its cost
Releasing my sanity
Clean up my mess
Blood stained towels
Myself I abuse
There is no one left
Abuse me now
It makes me feel real


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