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Francie Lynch
Poems
May 2014
Bleeding Picture
My eyes saw you hide behind a flower,
Reproved between the blades;
Wizened and withered by your touch,
Your dream has surely failed.
You strutted on a high wire,
Got lost in paradise;
Your pirouette on the stairs,
Was a step with every lie.
Self-fashioned on a bleeding picture,
You knew the world was stained;
Your sweat proclaimed with licks,
And a self-sustaining brain.
Who could answer all the calls
Those infernal internal rings;
The boy outside was looking,
Planning heinous sins.
You stropped a spoon with her eyes,
But who was really blind;
She treaded in a sea of blood,
You spooned her brain and mind.
Play your guitar in blissful darkness,
In a single-lighted room;
Your poems have finally flickered,
With that action all too soon.
I see petals hoover yet,
Indifferent, no appeal;
My fingers curl when I touch
A thing you'll never feel.
#illness
#mental
#******
#ego
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Francie Lynch
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