Without warning
Your words pierce my heart
Like a knife
Sharp
Unforgiving
Cold
Right through my back
Between my ribs
Into the muscle that keeps me alive
Quick
Discreet
Fatal
I am gone before I even know it
Suddenly ceasing to exist
All because of
You
And
Your
Words
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 1:56 AM UTC
Without warning
Your words pierce my heart
Like a knife
Sharp
Unforgiving
Cold
Right through my back
Between my ribs
Into the muscle that keeps me alive
Quick
Discreet
Fatal
I am gone before I even know it
Suddenly ceasing to exist
All because of
You
And
Your
Words
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