Acid of the Tongue
Venom spit, and iron spikes
Drove into tender skin
Vicious remarks, slash and strike
Lover’s brutal tailspin
The words we went to war with
Speech not left with thought
Gashes struck, our hearts let split
Armor, twisted, wrought
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