Suffocation

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Apologies for the somewhat morbid poetry after my blog partners jolly entry the other day. But I need to get this out right now. I hope people enjoy it anyway.

I’m unable to breath.
The knife in my back is choking me.
Spewing psychic debris.
The wound will heal in time.

But our friendship never will.

 

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