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These words break backs (I love you no more) Make bones shudder. Marrow leaks from vertebrae to hearts -bleeds- Life leaves, fire-water draining, Drains lava flows from mouths opened. Whispers can sound off like shotgun blasts (This is over, I’m leaving) Splits ribs, peppers tendered tendons, Rips muscle, tears tears From sockets agape. Wide eyes speak Volumes of saline solution- Downed flushed flesh cheeks. Teeth grind dull chainsaw Blades chew emotion to dust. These words that hurt (I’m seeing someone else) Cut deeper than sticks or stones; Some syllables cleave like sledgehammers To kneecaps and elbows- Usually land: right on the button. When the smelling salt revives us We lie, We are still; Never quite the same.
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Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 9:33 AM UTC
Sticks and Stones
These words break backs (I love you no more) Make bones shudder. Marrow leaks from vertebrae to hearts -bleeds- Life leaves, fire-water draining, Drains lava flows from mouths opened. Whispers can sound off like shotgun blasts (This is over, I’m leaving) Splits ribs, peppers tendered tendons, Rips muscle, tears tears From sockets agape. Wide eyes speak Volumes of saline solution- Downed flushed flesh cheeks. Teeth grind dull chainsaw Blades chew emotion to dust. These words that hurt (I’m seeing someone else) Cut deeper than sticks or stones; Some syllables cleave like sledgehammers To kneecaps and elbows- Usually land: right on the button. When the smelling salt revives us We lie, We are still; Never quite the same.
aaron-kerman
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33/M/American
Jan 18, 2010
Jan 18, 2010 at 9:33 AM UTC
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