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Sabrina Covey Jan 2014
night embraces my skin with a cool indifference
as the smoke pools in my lungs
i know with each passing breath i get closer to death

the earth digs into the exposed bones of my back
exhaling clouds of deathly toxins
that will leave more scars than him

forever torn with taking the next breath
and forgetting the invisible wounds on my skin
a requiem of self indulgence and longing for the past

he wandered the planes of my existence
foolishly uttering rhapsodic words
unaware that i absorbed them into the very fiber of my being

but as the soft red glow illuminates my diminishing irises
i can feel the threads of sanity that hold me together loosen
and the blade of the knife slice the ties that bond my heart to yours

— The End —