Saturday, 10 July 2010

Ingrown Heart

She's ingrown.
Turned inside out,
flesh exposed,
burning in the sun.
She's ingrown,
falsely amused,
facing downward.
She's ingrown,
from all the pinches
dug deep in her flesh
beyond recognition.
She's ingrown,
loved so hard,
fought with brains
now left
to shield.
She's ingrown
before the mirror
flashing teeth.
I'm ingrown,
ready to set free
the love
I continue to

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