Acid
The burn I feel rush through my cold body…
It hurts so much, paralyzed…
I try so hard, to reach for the water beside me.
Him sitting there…smoking.
Watching me struggle.
The smell is unbearable… sweat and cigarettes
Covering my face.
My skin burning…
I laugh, crying at the pain.
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