A Lover's Puncture

February 10, 2021

Imagine being picked

Like petals from a flower

Someone

holding you,

wanting you,

wishing for you

Only to be pricked by the thorn

And watch the blood fall

Mercilessly

The heart as numb as the pain

Maybe

I grew in the wrong field

And someone

Will replant me again

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