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Sep 2018
I hastily half-build a wall between us
finally demanding that it's what I need

Hearing your footsteps around the corner,
your voice previously so enticing,
now sounds like chains
coming to wrap me up once again...

I take off
my bare feet running from the prison
of your sweet trickery one last time
as fast as my adrenaline will take them

But I don't have enough self control
not to look back

When I do, I witness your purple fist
grip tight around the neck of my shirt
and I realize I've been wasting my energy
running in place

Running circles in a place
I no longer wish to display upon my tired eyes

As much as I wish to push on
and out of your death grip
I do what I know I shouldn't

I look into those chocolate eyes
just as they begin to rain salty tears

And down to your heart that is now melting
out of your chest and down your body
dripping a thick red onto your once white shoes

You'll probably blame me for the mess

My pace slows,
my heart yearning to be your comfort
one last time

But my mind reminds me of the countless memories
of heavy hands coming down on me
along with all your shattered promises

And suddenly all pity has vanished
my once vulnerable heart warped
into an unrecognizable icy thing

I break free of your hold
the sound of my shirt tearing
sounds like freedom

The wind on my skin
like a breathe of fresh air

Suddenly, I feel the weight of the world
lift off my shoulders
and I feel 100lbs lighter

I race away
leaving you, arm still extended,
as if to say you'll always love me
in some deformed way

Slumping in a puddle of gooey heartache and red
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Unique  19/F
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