poetry

Poem: Barbed Wire

Barbed Wire
Barbed wire against a cloudy sky

Barbed Wire

Love is not

supposed to

feel like

barbed wire,

the jagged edges

ripping your

lungs and

and love is not

supposed to

feel like

ghosts have

carved out

their home in

your body.

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