Flashbulb Memories
How did this even start?
Your hands around my throat
tighter
and
tighter
Eyes holding a sick sense of satisfaction
watching to see my reaction
Don’t look at me
Don’t look away
Don’t look at me
Please don’t look away
Can’t you feel how fast my heart is beating?
I think you need to stop
To go any further
Is to admit to you
submit to you
That this is real
And god is an unnamed man
Broken and Unimportant
Don’t look at me
Please don’t look away
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