torn paper
taped to a door
to cover a hole
punched in
punched out
hole puncher
rock paper scissors
wood
blood sweat
tears
lodged inside
flesh and skin
the splinter
stuck within
that dead old winter
stuck inside the dead
of old
dead is past
dead of us
long ago
what you can't take back
someday you will know
there i go
there i go
there i go
taped to a door
to cover a hole
punched in
punched out
hole puncher
rock paper scissors
wood
blood sweat
tears
lodged inside
flesh and skin
the splinter
stuck within
that dead old winter
stuck inside the dead
of old
dead is past
dead of us
long ago
what you can't take back
someday you will know
there i go
there i go
there i go
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