you've broken down my bunker walls,
ripping them apart with all the force of a nuclear blast.
clawed your way under my skin
and into my blood.
i think you have broken me
into sharp little pinpricks
that i fear can't be mended,
no amount of tape or glue will do.
i am left bare and yearning.
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 3:07 AM UTC
you've broken down my bunker walls,
ripping them apart with all the force of a nuclear blast.
clawed your way under my skin
and into my blood.
i think you have broken me
into sharp little pinpricks
that i fear can't be mended,
no amount of tape or glue will do.
i am left bare and yearning.
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