Forget
roses anger on my hat
in order to be quickly picked
rocks sloshing in my head
walls rub against my face
pain hurts briny inside
to flow from the stream
unrest lives in my chest
screams to cry it out
sadness pour out words of a colander
in order to be released in the space
suffering bites wounds in the soul
help me to forget it
© Bianca
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