Bullet

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Your words were like a knife

Wounded me so deep

It felt like it was ingrained deep into my soul

Your actions were like a bullet

Like a bullet coming out a gun

You could've easily pulled the trigger,

Without any warning

I wouldn't have known

My soul was already gone

I felt like I was drowning

I couldn't breathe

My words were stuck in my throat

Like my oxygen was gone

I felt numb

Every fiber in my body was deflated

Felt like I was flying

Without a parachute

Like a jet, you were gone, and I was

Falling deeper

Falling deeper

Falling deeper

Into a pit

In a way, I have never felt this way

But in the end, you left behind your cruel words that craved deep

Into my  heart

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