Exorcism

You didn’t even remember me

When I told you they would cut into me

Remove the pound of flesh

A small price to pay

An exorcism

You didn’t remember me

You were too consumed

With you

I was consumed with your demons

The ones that they cut out of me

I paid the price

Stitch me up

Make me whole again please

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Writer, Artist, Nomad… I create abstract art, mainly with alcohol inks. https://tamara-albanna.com

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