An open journal... WARNING: some poems contain nudity or sexual images. NSFW 18+
damaged =
the opportunity
to heal
eyes can't figure out
the optical illusion
words spill forth
only to be
sucked back in
touch what's real,
what's believable
but who's to say,
O but who's to say
(The Reapers by Manuel Piedra)
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