Ruminations Of Regression Poem by something changing
Ruminations Of Regression
the blood
a sight so appealing
so missed
the scab
my fingers brushing it
caressing it
loving its beauty
the beauty
of the blood
drip dripping in the air
the scar
never fully healing
patches of skin
still crinkled
and pale
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