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Tuesday, December 2, 2014

I was You

I bleed blue,
I bleed it all out;
A single gun-shot,
And a deep wound.
Like a broken ferry
on a vast, vast sea;
I tremble,
I shiver,
Drenched in the cold memories.
They still know your name;
They ask where are you.
For I was you then-
Complete,
Unsullied.
For they still are there
In the old battlefield,
Fighting another war.
I've changed;
I've been soiled.
I've bled all hues;
I've seen it all.
My sore wound rots;
I await no war.
Sullied,
Smeared,
I collapse, I shiver.
Broken and twisted -
I am you now.

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