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Punctured

  • Zach Lucana
  • Oct 1, 2019
  • 1 min read

You rip through me

Like a bullet in a shoulder.

Instant pain,

Bleeding out

Sapping my energy slowly.

You leave a deep scar

That even time cannot heal.

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