Growing side ways

A salty taste in between the bitterness…

Ring ring… Remember to eat

For every un-cried tear

For every Word punch…

Eat darling eat…

Thorns under my finger nails…

Thorns in my gums

Thorn around my heart

The dark in my light

The bottom of my potato bags

Every crunch to mute You

Spoken in a dream I had disclosed the path to the cracks… You stuffed them with thorns
Soon very soon

I Will love me again

For now hand me that bag will ya…

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