Tuesday, October 31, 2017

A Chance at Life

My lips are
Broken and blood-crusted over
Cracked so badly
Even the sweet touch
Of water sends
Shockwaves of pain
And yet I stay
Perched beneath the 
Dripping sponge
Afraid I’ll miss 
Its kiss 
Because agony 
Is my only 

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