Stitch
Every so often
I get a pain in my side
When I think of you
And I catch my breath
Because it hurts so much
Like touching a wound
Before it's healed
Splitting apart
So it starts bleeding
All over again
On the surface
It looks fine
But underneath
It certainly doesn't
Feel the way
Words: ©19/04/2020LCR
Image: CCO
Form: Pentastich Quintain
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