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 AuthorRileyWatertown, NYAboutHello all, this is the journal of my mind where I can say anything I want, to a group of strangers. No judgement, no vain comments, just a group of people who admire the same art. I look forward to re.. more..Writing
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