Your razor
Cuts deeply;
It etched
My arms.
Your the
Only thing
That saved
Me from
Myself.
Your love
Scars me;
It etched
My heart.
The poisoned
Love I have
Is not there;
Non-existant.
Your words
Penetrate;
It etched
My mind.
Your hurtful
Words echo
In my
Hollow head.
Your bruises
Hurt more
Than ever;
They etched
My skin.
Your angry
Outbursts
I will
Never forget.
My tears
Silently fell;
They etched
My cheeks.
I hide in
My room,
Vacancy filling
It up.
My pain
Torches;
It etched
My insides.
It courses
Through my
Veins,
Burning me
From the
Inside out.
My mind
Flashes back;
It etched
My memory.
Remembering
You is still
So painful
For me.
My body
Aches with exhaustion;
It etched
My confidence.
You reject
Me so harshly,
Too hard to
Think about you
Anymore.
You leaving
Was the worst;
It etched
My life.
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