Your voice is like a ribbon, strangling me of my last breath making it harder to say goodbye more than once before. A last drop of a tear falls and shatters on the floor revealing my secrets of unhappiness. Your touch can erase any thought at all. Even the smallest one singing of how much I think, how much I know, that I lo...but I can't reveal that secret because it hurts to say the words. They drip like poison from my lips and stain the inside of me with a color so dark it burns like fire seeping through my skin. A pain deep enough to be a scar on my already revealed heart that I wore again, on my sleeve. |

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