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Jean 3d
As much as I tried to erase you from my world
Faint marks of you still remain
Maybe it was someone eating your favorite meal
Or someone wearing your backpack
Maybe it was the ticks I developed
From watching you remain broken
Sometimes I am reminded of the season that was us,
And wish it had passed sooner

Maybe it was the words I used to say to you
Or the floor upon which our bodies aligned
The glint of you lip piercing,
The coldness of metal upon my tongue,
Remains as I gaze down
At the sight of the crime

Because it was a crime
What you did to me
Addiction was inevitable
You kissed me in doses,
Satiated me,
Gave me just enough for the moment
Yet not enough to last

I pray that the next time I
Listen to a song
Eat a meal
Or entangle my body with someone else
That you never appear in my mind

Cause if I see you again,
In mind, spirit, or body,
I will be reminded of the remainder of your wreckage
I may have removed the bullets,
But the shrapnel still remains

— The End —