This strange feel...

On the flesh you carved
Or my peace you narrowed
Or the laughter you borrowed...

Is this real...

Shocking my nerves
Breaking my bones
Shattering my emotions...

Could I deal...

Waking my eyes in pain
Tears drowning my cheeks in rain
Pitching my soul to drain...

Would I heal...

Crystals of white fears
As my heavy tears,
Ran to calm your fierce.
And yet and yet and yet,
You brushed salt
Of your every fault
Right over the flesh
You carved,
Gleaming peace amidst
The red blood crying
On my would...
Could I smile...
Would I be alive...
But one for sure,
That my soul is in harm
Around your arm...

-Aiden

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