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Don't do this to me!

My soul is hurt with multiple wound,
The wounds that ooze as the punctured pipe,
Tapes of therapies, the sealants of love,
Spiritual plumbers, cognitive healers,
Arrive as the breeze to coagulant the leak,
Superficial layer on the deep rooted cut,
Start to bleed profusely from the heart,
Whenever the sword in thoughts slash.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 17, 2012


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