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Untitled by ~Midnightuser

Categories Literature > Poetry > General Poetry > Open

Shrieking I scream the pain my heart is feeling.
Malice was never my intent,
Why was it yours?
I lay here thrashing around
an unruly ball of spittle and phlegm.
I did not know you still had this control over me.
I ignored it before.
Naïve and stupid I thought
‘we could be friends’
Stop stuffing the pain I gave you
down my raw pink throat.

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