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Recurring nightmare
As dark memories etch themselves
as scars upon my skin
I close my mind and withdraw
to the sacred place within.
His rancid breath and work-worn hands
plunder my youthful flesh
But never reaching mind and soul
secured by barb-wire mesh.
I wake from ancient nightmares
and calm my heaving breath
To steel myself against the tears
that grieve my childhoods death.
as scars upon my skin
I close my mind and withdraw
to the sacred place within.
His rancid breath and work-worn hands
plunder my youthful flesh
But never reaching mind and soul
secured by barb-wire mesh.
I wake from ancient nightmares
and calm my heaving breath
To steel myself against the tears
that grieve my childhoods death.
Published 27th Oct 2016
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