Feb 04, 2012 18:58
you took my only joy, the love of my marrow's marrow.
hands scrubbed clean of the mess left within my rib cage.
Pinpoint the moment you struggled, the floor unhinging beneath your gallows.
Or were you left without the hardship?
the unbearable weight of love on love on love on lungs.
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