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knowing no bounds...

His words burn me deep,
Like smoke, it lingers
The blood begins to weep,
A different burn floods my wrist
Pooling on the floor
As I lean on the bathroom door
Does he know no bounds?
I look to my phone, a text from him
Wounding me further, one more I say
I just need one more…to end it all
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