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Madeysin May 2018
Letting go of him was like shooting my dog between the eyes.
Madeysin May 2018
and I changed the locks this past May,
always new beginnings,
but I grieve spring,
so much,
to sweep,
Out,
My,
Lungs.

Gasp; Repeat
Madeysin May 2018
I could write a book and fill it with all the suicide notes I’ve wrote.
Madeysin May 2018
He erased his love for me,
Swept it up so,
I wouldn’t linger,
Long,
Longing for his embrace,
Only lies left,
Heart unbalanced,
Heart beating,
Barely,
Breathing,
Stop.
Madeysin Apr 2018
I miss your collar bones, and the kisses I gave them as promises.
Madeysin Apr 2018
He loves me not
Madeysin Apr 2018
I focused on the sound of exhaust as he pushed it down my throat, clenched my fist as my eyes watered to the feeling of gravel on my knees. He said he had a goodnight.
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