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The Red

These days I tend to see red
The gnawing feeling of being left on read
I still feel your last words pounding against the inside of my head
Carving their way into my brain
I should let you go but I can’t do that on my own
You can’t just pretend that you don’t know me anymore
9 years and 2 months clogging up the drain, the memories I refuse to erase
I took my time and gave you your space
But I’d rather you scream in my face
My bones ache under the heavy weight of your distaste
I can’t just sit around and wait
I’d rather just have you curse me out
tension crushing
courting through my veins
I’ve clenched my teeth and bite back my words
I know I always make things worse
But now I’m drowning in defeat
Written by Caithasno_backbone
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