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Mar 2015
Fetid skin,
taut,
   and splitting.

Organic treacle
       seeps through the cracks.

Unending pain.

Why?
           the question floods across your mind, Why?

A moments pause
      Then a reply,

*Because you deserve it.
Anxiety gives such biased answers...
Vervain
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