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Feb 2015
It tears at me,
Are you scissors?
Cut cut cutting away
Are you done yet?
Snip snip snip
You've left me in shreds
Rake me into a corner
Let the wind take the rest,
I hurt no longer
Swept aside,
Are you happy?
Doubts that crumbled
With me under
A rug,
Pulled from beneath
I tumble,
Nothing within reach
To stall
My fall,
From your grace…

APAD15 - 002 Β© okpoet
Nestor David Armas
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Nestor David Armas  37/M/OC
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