MY CURSE

HASTY – Feeling

HASTYWORDS

It’s a curse to feel it all

The heart aching words

They eye kicking looks

Like a tide turning pulse

Racing like falling stars

Across my universe

The sky wants to fall

Full of ice sharpened birds

With piercing claw hooks

And a needling impulse

To open up these scars

Yet again, I’m immersed

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