Balázs László
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Itching sounds

  1. Woken up by the banging of loud shrieks One gets out of bed to approach thus sound But hups! Sudden rush of itch through the spine. A stubbed toe surprises said sleeper Aching like a broken lamp lously lingers.
  2. For others, a knee is ripped broken apart Breaking the training of wicked fighters, Ruins! Some pop a pimple while their hands reach Poking for perky pots forgotten about parching pasta Burned! The hand is pulled away panting sudden.
  3. Like a bumped head, a broken lamp, A cut stomach, plastic plagued oceans, They all heal, stitches mending the wounded. Then a cloudy day rolls around bearing blow, A beating heart broken to pieces by said bout.