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by Satish Verma Apr 8, 2021 category : Nature, environment / nature
You open me up like an envelope without a knife. No blood spills. Like arriving from Auschwitz, you embrace all my skins, my incompleteness. I would know, you are coming down from the attic to meet the unknown stranger. Goosefoots. You are crawling, hugging the remorse? a clear submission anonymously. Wrapped up, I give you my heart, still throbbing without the rib cage. The night brings the red moon.
by nouriguess
“Wrapped up, I give you my heart, still throbbing without the rib cage.“ You take the most cliche, most used imagery and turn it with your magic into a captivating, original line.