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Excruciation Exposed

My need feels prehistoric.
Before humans invented emotional gore.
The dread is lurid.
I want you back, pure.
My heart is amputated,
As you are rapidly fading.
Nothing would be more than what you
remember now.
How?
You laid your head next to me.
Child caring for mother.
I need to grieve.
What is there to grasp?
You can dress in a smile,
hell is still hell.
Agony laughs from the sewer of the soul.
I whisper.
I need you to be my mother once more.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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