An intrinsic liquid jolt
Down the spine
before you said goodbye
Falling paces thumping
out of time
I felt you then
now all is dim
Salt shards away porcelain
damask, hard now
lost in melting glass
Love was your lie
the soft beating winds
shallow cuts just below skin
I felt you always
you’re still there
they eat me whole
without care
Beating hearts
rip apart
in the shallow cockles
of your deceits
The child cried, no hope
of being satisfied. feel
[omitted] just before I died
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