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Apathetic Wounds
by Leandra K BrossardMy sorrow opens deeper wounds,
older, softer tissue, weak
tears apart too willingly
I look upon my hollow sores
detached and distant, seeing
only holes within a being
I do not need reality
it stole away emotion
I see them roil, a distant ocean
Where is my heart?
I do not ponder,
but you all are free to wander... 12/26/2001 Posted on 12/26/2001
Copyright © 2026 Leandra K Brossard
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