In a mix of frustration and confusion,
Lives anger,
She lives deep within my chest,
She twists my nerves until everything feels like it's on fire,
Sedated only by a temporary fix,
Damage to flesh,
The flicker of an open stove,
The edge of an unforgiving blade,
Her lust,
For hurting,
For breaking,
For shattering,
Only to collapse,
She holds resentment to bed every night,
She sleeps with my memories,
Only to leave bruises on their purity,
She is abusive,
But easy to forgive.
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Forgotten Forest Poetry
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