Grass blades cut through the arm,
Another year wasted.
Tissue unattached, the hook jabs deeper into the body,
Nerves come out looking like fishing wire.
Damn, another year wasted.
Another good year wasted.
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Author:
Tomo (Pseudonym) (
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