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Apr 2019
why, oh why
do you rebel against me?
for iΒ heal every last one of your cuts and bruises
without asking for your permission;

why, oh why
do you punish me?
for i stick by your side
in spite of all the abuse you put me through;

on the days you do not want me,
(call me "vile" and "atrocious")
and on the days that you do
(call me "magnificent" and "divine") β€”
i will turn your bones into kindling
and run your cracks into lacquered gold

i will always be here
to keep you breathing
day 17: if my body could speak:

prompt: body as a friend (or foe?)
Mark C
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Mark C  19/M
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