wakingnightmare by Cadence Musick

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Dec 2014

skin cells tainted by your
touch of rust
your plague
a gaping wound
bleeding out
within my throat
a gasp
a silence
.
i wake up.
you are gone
and my flesh is pink
clean

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Cadence Musick

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