Thinking of you - acid rain falls
or are those tears which burn fiery paths of hurt down my face and on my neck
where Ican't swallow or breathe
can this choking be my end?
Yes -but the pain has just begun as the heart thirsts for love
but only soaks in anguish
which drains it of life -
tearing a jagged scar
a raw wound
open and
screeching
echoing through a tortured mind
then time is the enemy
all that remains is a skeleton
of agonistic spirit
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