I remember how it felt and every dark and angry pain,
the feeling of tender soreness from every ache and throbbing sprain.
I remember ruptured internals and the fire of an appendix burst,
and the excruciating agony at every touch that was loudly cursed.
I remember the touch of many physical pains that left me feeling sore,
But nothing hurts so much as that last time you left my door.
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 3:38 PM UTC
I remember how it felt and every dark and angry pain,
the feeling of tender soreness from every ache and throbbing sprain.
I remember ruptured internals and the fire of an appendix burst,
and the excruciating agony at every touch that was loudly cursed.
I remember the touch of many physical pains that left me feeling sore,
But nothing hurts so much as that last time you left my door.
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