one hundred stabs

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you took my body
and you ripped me open,
splattered my blood on
the walls spelling out your
name, and threw my
veins onto my bedroom floor.
you decided to take
my heart and stab it a
hundred times until all I
could feel was your fingertips
imprinted on my fragile heart
that only ever beat for you

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