Boards creek beneath my feet
Blood drips from my knees
Thighs ache with pain
Numb at the core
Except for my broken ribs
Struggle for breath
Tears form at the corner
of my eyes
Letting go of my chest
Quivers and my heart opens
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Dang, B!!!
This is great.
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