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May 2013
I'll crush my heart
until the coals
turn to diamond blood
for you
the tattered remains
glow in the
silent desperation
my debris runs to
choke me
and I'll never feel again
colors creeping on my
cheeks
as blue as my eyes were
when
you spoke softly
of sultry summers
silhouetted by the shadows,
midnight liquid curves,
of misty
moonlight dancers
Entrancing my soul
with an echo
of a promise
but it caught
in your throat and
brought bile-filled bite
to your kiss

Can you even feel this?
Copyright Krystelle Bissonnette
Krystelle Bissonnette
Written by
Krystelle Bissonnette  30/Non-binary/Quebec
(30/Non-binary/Quebec)   
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