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Love Sick
Hit me baby
Leave a dent
Bruises on my skin
Like fingerprints
The scars are fading
Your memory is cascading
Into the void
My hands claw
At the edge
Of my head
Your name
Is driving me insane
I punch my temple
And out of the adjacent ear
Your words drip
And pool at my feet
The liquid letters
Float around
Distorting
I stare intensely
Trying to make sense
Of the disarray
I love you
The letters
Seem to say
I look around
You’re nowhere to be seen
This can’t be right
Is it night or day?
My mind
Is rotten
My thoughts are
irregular
There’s nothing but
White noise
I’m trapped
In a trance like state
Catatonic
My stomach clenches
But I can’t move
My feet are cemented
And the cement is rising
Encasing me
It rises over my legs
Over my torso
Over my arms
Up my neck
I feel the cement
Filling my crevices
Hardening
I scream
As the cement
Fills my mouth
And drips down my throat
Now I’m trapped
In my love sick
Tomb
I’m cemented
In love sick disarray
Etch a cypher
In the side of my tomb
One that only you can crack
So you can chisel me out
When you miss me back
Leave a dent
Bruises on my skin
Like fingerprints
The scars are fading
Your memory is cascading
Into the void
My hands claw
At the edge
Of my head
Your name
Is driving me insane
I punch my temple
And out of the adjacent ear
Your words drip
And pool at my feet
The liquid letters
Float around
Distorting
I stare intensely
Trying to make sense
Of the disarray
I love you
The letters
Seem to say
I look around
You’re nowhere to be seen
This can’t be right
Is it night or day?
My mind
Is rotten
My thoughts are
irregular
There’s nothing but
White noise
I’m trapped
In a trance like state
Catatonic
My stomach clenches
But I can’t move
My feet are cemented
And the cement is rising
Encasing me
It rises over my legs
Over my torso
Over my arms
Up my neck
I feel the cement
Filling my crevices
Hardening
I scream
As the cement
Fills my mouth
And drips down my throat
Now I’m trapped
In my love sick
Tomb
I’m cemented
In love sick disarray
Etch a cypher
In the side of my tomb
One that only you can crack
So you can chisel me out
When you miss me back
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