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I’ve Got You, Hold on
What it’s like
and no one has stopped
My, that’s quite a wound you’ve got
I know
I really do
To help you
all evening
it’s been like this
People pretending no one is bleeding
no one human
Can you lift your leg for me
does this hurt,
Here, try this way
Lean into my hand, I’ve got you
Fuck is wrong with these people
I’ll go get bandages, hold on I’ll be back
And you tell me it’s been ten years
since you’ve been home
And what happened was…
And it still haunts you
And sometimes this feels better
out here all alone
Better that the wounds are now only accidents
And I know, I really do what it’s been like
I see you bleeding, no safe place
and so completely human
You’re not foreign to me – I’ve got you, hold on.
(James Diaz)
