It’s normal for me
To suckle your milk
But you became rough
Ignoring my struggle
Pressing me closer
This once graceful embrace
Now restricts me
My final breathe taste of
Our discomfort and a hint
Of premeditation
Your accusations were
All accidental
But it catches up
Sends you to paradise
These rubber walls
Keep you company
While I refuse to depart
From your constant thoughts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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