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Ana Benitez Aug 2014
They fall as I find it difficult
to write about you,
the one who made my heart spin
and my heart beat.

It was blur and watery eyes, wet cheeks,
while all I heard was noise
distortion in words without meaning

And I'm dreading for the moment
when everything fades,
when it disappears.
Because I'm done with the never ending fight
with me against my unknown feelings.

Damage , I blame you.
Damage , you did it
You were toxic to my system,
smoke to my lungs.
You were damage, pure and absolute
damage in all it's forms.

- a.b

— The End —