Poem -

Wound

Let your voice roll on,

the voice that slays me to the floor.

Let me see those eyes,

I've never read such stories before.

Let those lips touch mine,

those lips that bought me to your door.

But I'll never give you my heart,

it's a wound that still pours.

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