No hope remains,
of love, to her,
poisoned scars,
still bleed and hurt,
lies and chances,
scab the wounds,
forever open,
in memory of you.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
No hope remains,
of love, to her,
poisoned scars,
still bleed and hurt,
lies and chances,
scab the wounds,
forever open,
in memory of you.
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