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Stitches

by erikatxylor

Stitches
by erika taylor

 

Stitches 

Can’t seem to contain 

My wounds

 

Opened, and reopened

Like a fresh cut, 

Red starving for the light

 

Blood from the vein, 

Could bring no greater pain

Than the sting of “love”

 

Betrayal is a blade, 

Sharp with feeling, 

Against skin, cold 

 

I wonder, how 

Many times I can bleed out

Before I cease to be?

 

A shell, held together by 

Stitches,

That’s all that’s left.

 
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erikatxylor

Student & Model based in Los Angeles, California. | Lover of reading, writing, and poetry. | Follow me on instagram @erikatxylor, or my twitter @erikatxylor

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Cecelia K. Marlow
<p>It&#39;s true, but sticthes leave scars.</p><p>Like theives in the night they linger,</p><p>for they care not for the light of day.</p><p>Ever evading the truth of the matter, however bold...so we pay.</p>

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