The Past

by Jody Ruttan - Not entered

Late at night
Within my bed
My past creeps back
Invades my head
So easily the gleaming blade had cut the skin
The wound was made
Then like a child
She suckled hard
She sucked the life
Out of my heart

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Date created: 1996-09-09 19:51:13
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:38:58
Poem ID: 45502

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