untitled 6
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i see him
memorys scream at me
i choke
i choke
what if i could
forget my sense of sight
and only hear the words
of students passing by
i would never see light
but i would never see
him cry
can one sense possibly
overpower another
i lied
i told him i was in love
i choked
i choked
to see his pain
of which i have caused
keeps this thought
linked to my brain
polluting each cell
like he did
i am choking
i am choking
but not from him
for he is gone
but from the smoke
that curls upward and into
my eyes
i see myself