Bare Backs

Our daily lives

hang on a thread.

All the knives

ready to shred

our bare backs.

 

Once we’ve turned

we see no more.

We’ve been spurned,

now they’ve tore

our bare backs.

 

Once we were naive

now we feel well.

But, they thieve

and now they fell

our bare backs.

 

 

 

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