Consequence
i tore myself apart
first my skin was peeled with my thoughts
then my flesh ripped apart with my anger
and each word that you had spoke
latched at me like the pain i deserve
never thought it would come to this
nor did i want this to happen
but for each action
a consequence stands behind it
Copyright © Fiona Hauber | Year Posted 2008
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