Like an onion
Peeling back
Each one
Transparently placed
Acidly laced
that pierces the
Eye
Tears
Staining
Each layer has its own
Story
And
Pain
Conjour up
The memory
Conjour up
The pain
Rip out my heart
Again
And
Again
Bubbling up
Like
A witches
Cauldron
Molten red
pools
Of fire
That is never
Quenched
Onion acid
Each one is
Poisoned grief
Wrestless sleep
The memories
remain
in
layers deep
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