Irate

Tear it

Open it

Scratch it.

Ahh sweet bleeding and of release.

Wounds they tear me open,

As i close it 

Another opens.

Symbiotic feeling of sin to another.
Viscious cycle of bloodletting,

But why bother

If i am to heal it

One way it will open up.
Make it known that suffering and pain 

Reminders of living

That i still am alive

Knowing i am still here.
Make my wounds heal as i tear it open up 

Again and again…
Sweet stubborn Adumhla

As my minotaur hair comes alive

I will take these reigns and just dance with a stubborn life.

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