You stomped into my thoughts today,
broke down the door, reminding me
how my body still crumbles for you.
You charged into my corpse today.
Armed with a gun,
aimed at my love,
then tore through my insecurities until my heart was too weak to be vulnerable again.
You crept into my soul today,
calmly.
Then vanished just as smoothly.
That was the last time.
It’s been a year now,
I wish you would visit again.
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