Damage
My mind aches with worry
Causing fire to be seen on my face
My throat aches from sobs
Causing tears to leave a stain
My heart is black with despair
Leaving a chest that caves causing backaches and spinal breaks
My stomach full of darken knots that make me upchuck words I know can hurt
My thighs begin to bruise as blood stops pumping from lack of motivation and care
And as my legs tremble from fear I fall to my knees and again nothing to hear.
Because this word called love has killed again.
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