Restart

How much blood
Of my own
Have a lost?
How much flesh
Has been picked
And peeled with
My own nails?
Thoughts and feelings
Lies?
Come and go
Birther of my worlds
And fantasies
But I stay
I remain and I
Stay
Because death
Is a reward for someone
As cruel as I
And punishment for others
For I expect of others
What I do not meet
Let me live over
Again

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