Ashes

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I feel the press
Of your keys
Leaving bruises on my skin
As you type the words
That flit across my screen,
Dripping poison
That eats away at my flesh.

I wear the spit
From your lips –
Soaking my wounds
As you scream the words
That slam into my head,
Crushing my sanity and
Creating voids in my brain.

I taste the fury
Of your lies
Coating my lungs with ash
As you whisper sweet-nothings
That tear at my soul,
Flooding my heart
In seas of unshed tears.

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