Time Again

Several years have come and gone
To this, I've been left to fawn
over thoughts of what's undone
My time has come once more
That I should bleed, feed, and pour
my words of affliction or rather addiction
Drain from me like a festered core
An abscess growth that needs to purge
Oozing a pain to abhor,
rather than something to adore.  


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