feel it now.
feel the iced needles stuck under fingernails.
seven weeks of pulled teeth.
you dont feel it?
that's right.
its been too long.
as you like it.
and all the thoughts now just escalate,
there's no point trying to fight it.
i love her. and i love her still.
and the clouds will bring me down
back down to that december evening
when all hell broke loose.
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