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Apr 2019
You saw me
You stripped the skin off my body
Down to the floor
Skin blood muscles veins
Stripped down to the floor
Crawling back to you
This mind is mine
This mind is yours
Thoughts of you like viens
Strangle my brain
Slowly driven insane
This mind is yours
Squeeze them out again
These walls
These pictures
Your skin is still in the dust
And they are back again
Infest my mind
All you left here is bones
Blood viens
On the floor
Stained the carpet
No matter how long I lay here
Scabs don’t form
No eyes to see me
No fingers to fix me
Just your shadow teasing me
Plaster therapist
Spits my words back in echoes
And fades
Back to the floor
Written by
Marie  34/F/Ohio
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