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Apr 2020
sharp pains love
like knives

and broken
is the stain

we leave
behind

I cannot
speak words

there is no
separation

in the sounds
I feel

whimpers and
moans and
screams and

silence is

all I have
left to say
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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