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Posted July 30, 2008

Strand of spit from tooth knocked out Her sighs are the aftermath Just stop sucking all the air Concentrate on my hearts pounding Flattened fist over dripping mouth The cyanide kisses the glass below Screaming will only increase the pain Hand cupped with blood drools on her face My knees are no longer a segment of you They’ve pulled away the skin like stalks No scissors needed to separate the tissue Just the force of the shove