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weaving to and fro
in this epidermis
trying to cover
these wounds at surface
knowing full well
and on purpose
that this thread is only temporary

my skin ceases
to heal this scar
and shows me
with that mark by far
that this is exactly
what you are
in this life of harsh encounter

reading poems
of sweet, sweet bliss
of of waking up
by loves true kiss
or how ones life
you could miss
if you are meloncholy and dry

these i write
to portray
about these things
night and day
in order so that
i may stay
out of pergatory
and in between
life and death...