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"Closing   Eyes"

The wound beneath me won’t allow comfort to exhale..
As I rise in the darkness of my covers I see no one..
Forgetting that I am the sky without blue
A bird with no wings ...
Yet knives cut away my pleasure..
I’m left alone to sweep the scars under the carpet..
I look in the empty  space of nothing and think ..
When is this going to end..
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